Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from United States and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Lonnie Liston Smith to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Andrew Hill. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Remains record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lower 48,
Barrington Levy,
The Happenings,
Goldenarms,
LL Cool J,
EPMD,
Stetsasonic,
UT,
Todd Rundgren,
Lalo Schifrin,
Michelle Simonal,
Talk Talk,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rufus Thomas,
Gastr Del Sol,
Electric Prunes,
Dorothy Ashby,
Amon Düül II,
Wire,
Vainqueur,
The Slackers,
Tears for Fears,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Marc Almond,
James Chance & The Contortions,
FM Einheit,
Eddi Front,
the Association,
Skarface,
The Raincoats,
Qualms,
Television,
Bronski Beat,
the Bar-Kays,
Popol Vuh,
Jacob Miller,
China Crisis,
Animal Collective,
Sällskapet,
Idris Muhammad,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Cluster,
Warsaw,
Saccharine Trust,
June of 44,
Lee Hazlewood,
Liliput,
The Young Rascals,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Delon & Dalcan,
Fluxion,
Half Japanese,
Thompson Twins,
Maleditus Sound,
Flipper,
Bobby Byrd,
Joensuu 1685,
Minny Pops,
The Selecter,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.