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 Maldives and from Manchester.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 808 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 Model 500 to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All Max Romeo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Hill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Smiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Faust,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
E-Dancer,
Television,
Lalo Schifrin,
Underground Resistance,
Jawbox,
Barbara Tucker,
Shuggie Otis,
Mars,
a-ha,
Bill Near,
Goldenarms,
H. Thieme,
Ken Boothe,
The Red Krayola,
Monks,
June of 44,
Banda Bassotti,
Aloha Tigers,
Lucky Dragons,
Godley & Creme,
Lower 48,
Q65,
Alton Ellis,
The Count Five,
MDC,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sonny Sharrock,
Jandek,
Fat Boys,
Ludus,
The Martian,
Donald Byrd,
Skaos,
MC5,
The Monochrome Set,
Inner City,
Donny Hathaway,
Joe Finger,
Erasure,
The Victims,
Althea and Donna,
Man Parrish,
Sandy B,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Alphaville,
The Wake,
Outsiders,
CMW,
Fad Gadget,
Franke,
Magma,
The Doobie Brothers,
Soft Cell,
Bang On A Can,
Absolute Body Control,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sam Rivers,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.