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 Belgium and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 Danielle Patucci to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Ponytail,
Kaleidoscope,
Gerry Rafferty,
Arthur Verocai,
Lucky Dragons,
Don Cherry,
The Kinks,
Soft Machine,
Ken Boothe,
Ornette Coleman,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The J.B.'s,
Joyce Sims,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Siglo XX,
Simply Red,
Easy Going,
Maurizio,
FM Einheit,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Marcia Griffiths,
the Swans,
Con Funk Shun,
Grey Daturas,
The Count Five,
Boredoms,
John Lydon,
Colin Newman,
Radio Birdman,
Gabor Szabo,
Deakin,
Man Parrish,
Thompson Twins,
Bill Near,
the Human League,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Dirtbombs,
Peter & Gordon,
the Association,
Tim Buckley,
Supertramp,
In Retrospect,
The Barracudas,
the Bar-Kays,
Gang Gang Dance,
Joensuu 1685,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Altered Images,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Liliput,
Janne Schatter,
The Electric Prunes,
Sun Ra,
Country Teasers,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sight & Sound,
Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring.
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.