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 Mongolia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Kayak to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All Panda Bear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Be Bop Deluxe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
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,
Zero Boys,
Rekid,
Lou Reed,
the Human League,
T. Rex,
Ossler,
Erykah Badu,
Tommy Roe,
Nas,
Shoche,
Funky Four + One,
Gichy Dan,
Jawbox,
Ice-T,
The Flesh Eaters,
Deakin,
Rites of Spring,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Zapp,
Electric Light Orchestra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pantaleimon,
Panda Bear,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Arcadia,
Roger Hodgson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
E-Dancer,
the Sonics,
the Slits,
Cal Tjader,
Boredoms,
Amon Düül,
Pagans,
John Cale,
The Invisible,
Easy Going,
Alice Coltrane,
Half Japanese,
Mo-Dettes,
Whodini,
World's Most,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Thee Headcoats,
Marvin Gaye,
Grandmaster Flash,
Flamin' Groovies,
Isaac Hayes,
Deepchord,
Von Mondo,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Make Up,
Frankie Knuckles,
Rod Modell,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Roxette,
Crime,
EPMD,
Section 25,
The Cowsills,
Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance.
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.