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 Liberia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Beijing.
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 harpsichord 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the rock 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 David Bowie. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cheater Slicks,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Monks,
The Index,
Bad Manners,
Buzzcocks,
Fluxion,
Aswad,
The Fortunes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Young Rascals,
Erasure,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Hoover,
Make Up,
Groovy Waters,
Bobby Byrd,
Au Pairs,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
cv313,
EPMD,
Tom Boy,
Underground Resistance,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
K-Klass,
Brothers Johnson,
Joensuu 1685,
Sixth Finger,
The Sound,
Derrick Morgan,
Gang Starr,
The Fire Engines,
Soft Machine,
Junior Murvin,
Gregory Isaacs,
Excepter,
Scott Walker,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Surgeon,
Soul Sonic Force,
Television Personalities,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Public Image Ltd.,
Thee Headcoats,
Radio Birdman,
Skriet,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sandy B,
The Grass Roots,
The Blackbyrds,
Matthew Halsall,
Gang of Four,
Crooked Eye,
Bush Tetras,
Adolescents,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Roxy Music,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.