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 Germany and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 arpeggiator 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 JFA to the disco 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 The Toasters. All the underground hits.
All Brick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agent Orange record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Evens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
Chris & Cosey,
Pole,
The Skatalites,
Dead Boys,
Funky Four + One,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Gun Club,
The Toasters,
10cc,
The Raincoats,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Marmalade,
Babytalk,
Fat Boys,
Pet Shop Boys,
Howard Jones,
Soul Sonic Force,
Erykah Badu,
Alton Ellis,
Agitation Free,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Count Five,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bobby Byrd,
DJ Sneak,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scientists,
The Real Kids,
Ponytail,
The Buckinghams,
Prince Buster,
Idris Muhammad,
Duran Duran,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Soulsonic Force,
Tears for Fears,
Leonard Cohen,
Supertramp,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Symarip,
Sight & Sound,
Roxette,
Gregory Isaacs,
ABBA,
Outsiders,
The Gladiators,
Vainqueur,
The United States of America,
The Knickerbockers,
The Dead C,
The Moody Blues,
Lower 48,
Mad Mike,
Scratch Acid,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Saints,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles.
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.