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 Angola and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mumbai.
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 sitar 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 Whodini to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Coltrane,
Sugar Minott,
David McCallum,
Qualms,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Andrew Hill,
Zero Boys,
Animal Collective,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sister Nancy,
Nirvana,
John Holt,
Pagans,
Public Enemy,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ituana,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Red Krayola,
Pulsallama,
Sällskapet,
Mo-Dettes,
Accadde A,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Matthew Halsall,
Pantaleimon,
Warsaw,
The Doobie Brothers,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Spoonie Gee,
Ornette Coleman,
The Trojans,
Siglo XX,
Gang of Four,
Crime,
Visage,
Barry Ungar,
OOIOO,
Outsiders,
Kenny Larkin,
Bronski Beat,
T.S.O.L.,
Schoolly D,
Reuben Wilson,
Dennis Brown,
Symarip,
The Dave Clark Five,
Erasure,
Flipper,
Prince Buster,
The Gladiators,
The Human League,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Roy Ayers,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Wake,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Laurel Aitken,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sam Rivers,
Brand Nubian,
the Sonics,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.