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 Bahamas and from Tokyo.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ten City to the rap 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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shoche,
Kayak,
The Selecter,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
the Normal,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Derrick Morgan,
Piero Umiliani,
Black Pus,
Marvin Gaye,
Metal Thangz,
The Raincoats,
Juan Atkins,
The Barracudas,
Circle Jerks,
The American Breed,
Mars,
Ultra Naté,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Five Americans,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sam Rivers,
Amazonics,
Crooked Eye,
Half Japanese,
Buzzcocks,
Matthew Bourne,
A Certain Ratio,
Sällskapet,
Interpol,
Eden Ahbez,
ABBA,
The Names,
Dawn Penn,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Brand Nubian,
Intrusion,
Warren Ellis,
Blancmange,
The Searchers,
Aaron Thompson,
The Fire Engines,
Donald Byrd,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Boredoms,
The Residents,
Sarah Menescal,
Kerrie Biddell,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Young Rascals,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Josef K,
Scratch Acid,
The Count Five,
Echospace,
The Grass Roots,
the Sonics,
The J.B.'s,
Y Pants,
Grey Daturas,
Banda Bassotti,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
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.