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 Chad and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Donald Fagen 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 The Vogues to the grime 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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Das Ding 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Dirtbombs,
The Red Krayola,
The Seeds,
Cecil Taylor,
Erykah Badu,
Warsaw,
Model 500,
Mr. Review,
Negative Approach,
The Saints,
Intrusion,
Jeru the Damaja,
Rufus Thomas,
Desert Stars,
Joy Division,
The Buckinghams,
Reuben Wilson,
Man Parrish,
R.M.O.,
The Leaves,
OOIOO,
Peter & Gordon,
Lyres,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Scratch Acid,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Slave,
The Searchers,
Joey Negro,
Aloha Tigers,
Spoonie Gee,
Brand Nubian,
ABC,
Danielle Patucci,
Janne Schatter,
Dave Gahan,
Aural Exciters,
Terrestrial Tones,
Suburban Knight,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Unrelated Segments,
Yusef Lateef,
Camberwell Now,
Faraquet,
Davy DMX,
Soft Machine,
the Bar-Kays,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Soft Cell,
Hardrive,
Essential Logic,
the Human League,
Funky Four + One,
The Barracudas,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Television,
Dennis Brown,
Popol Vuh,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.