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 Tonga and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Robert Palmer 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Thee Headcoats. All the underground hits.
All Jacques Brel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Count Five 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hoover,
Fela Kuti,
The Move,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Public Image Ltd.,
Anthony Braxton,
Mars,
Nick Fraelich,
Erasure,
Carl Craig,
Matthew Halsall,
Barrington Levy,
Amon Düül II,
Juan Atkins,
Barbara Tucker,
David Axelrod,
Nas,
David Bowie,
The Star Department,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Accadde A,
Minny Pops,
Ludus,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Skarface,
Thee Headcoats,
Sixth Finger,
New Age Steppers,
Pole,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Happenings,
Little Man,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gichy Dan,
Pantaleimon,
Ituana,
John Foxx,
Alton Ellis,
Schoolly D,
Glambeats Corp.,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Dawn Penn,
The Doors,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Flesh Eaters,
Eurythmics,
Andrew Hill,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kurtis Blow,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Oblivians,
UT,
Bad Manners,
Gastr Del Sol,
Dual Sessions,
The J.B.'s,
Panda Bear,
Lalo Schifrin,
Letta Mbulu,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.