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 Costa Rica and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 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 Suicide to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Zeros,
Peter and Kerry,
X-Ray Spex,
Supertramp,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Cameo,
Absolute Body Control,
X-101,
The United States of America,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Groovy Waters,
Whodini,
Lalo Schifrin,
the Association,
The Modern Lovers,
Ice-T,
Arcadia,
Soul Sonic Force,
Archie Shepp,
New Order,
Terry Callier,
The Gap Band,
The Neon Judgement,
Soul II Soul,
Das Ding,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bizarre Inc.,
Loose Ends,
Echospace,
Franke,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ituana,
Magazine,
Make Up,
Dual Sessions,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ralphi Rosario,
K-Klass,
Dennis Brown,
The Star Department,
Connie Case,
Subhumans,
Black Moon,
Tubeway Army,
Can,
Derrick Morgan,
T.S.O.L.,
Motorama,
Nation of Ulysses,
Spoonie Gee,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Saccharine Trust,
Rites of Spring,
Swell Maps,
JFA,
Marshall Jefferson,
Pere Ubu,
The Shadows of Knight,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Faraquet,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
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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.