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 Georgia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Nick Fraelich to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bootsy Collins,
Index,
Bobby Sherman,
Von Mondo,
Negative Approach,
Lucky Dragons,
Electric Prunes,
The Red Krayola,
Clear Light,
Dave Gahan,
Silicon Teens,
Spandau Ballet,
Ituana,
Max Romeo,
Thee Headcoats,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Terry Callier,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Fortunes,
the Sonics,
Mark Hollis,
The Cowsills,
Camouflage,
Television Personalities,
X-101,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Shadows of Knight,
Matthew Bourne,
Slick Rick,
Terrestrial Tones,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Marvin Gaye,
Kaleidoscope,
10cc,
Janne Schatter,
The Cramps,
Panda Bear,
The Toasters,
Mr. Review,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Average White Band,
The Doobie Brothers,
Cluster,
Underground Resistance,
Public Image Ltd.,
Glenn Branca,
A Certain Ratio,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lakeside,
Byron Stingily,
Anthony Braxton,
Circle Jerks,
Scratch Acid,
Gregory Isaacs,
F. McDonald,
Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas.
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.