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 Kuwait and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Kinks to the rock 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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All The Busters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every R.M.O. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rufus Thomas,
Lower 48,
Peter & Gordon,
Q65,
Ponytail,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Stooges,
Popol Vuh,
Bush Tetras,
Sandy B,
Jawbox,
Laurel Aitken,
Flipper,
Sarah Menescal,
D'Angelo,
Donald Byrd,
Severed Heads,
The Trojans,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kurtis Blow,
Don Cherry,
Fear,
Joe Smooth,
Rotary Connection,
Stiv Bators,
The Fugs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sällskapet,
Black Pus,
Blake Baxter,
Television,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Minutemen,
Amon Düül,
Gerry Rafferty,
the Germs,
Groovy Waters,
The Birthday Party,
Nils Olav,
Donny Hathaway,
Anthony Braxton,
Roxette,
Gabor Szabo,
Aural Exciters,
Lalo Schifrin,
K-Klass,
Mission of Burma,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Cramps,
Radiohead,
Adolescents,
Frankie Knuckles,
Nico,
Rites of Spring,
Soulsonic Force,
Television Personalities,
Connie Case,
Godley & Creme,
The Dead C,
Jeff Lynne,
The Angels of Light,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.