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 Tanzania and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 Calgary and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 chamberlin 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 Ludus to the punk 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 The Slackers. All the underground hits.
All the Fania All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lightning Bolt,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Al Stewart,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kenny Larkin,
The Remains,
Marc Almond,
Ten City,
Delta 5,
Yazoo,
Faust,
Barbara Tucker,
The Gladiators,
The Durutti Column,
Crispian St. Peters,
Icehouse,
Jandek,
Lakeside,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lungfish,
Whodini,
Roy Ayers,
Lalo Schifrin,
Soft Machine,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Cymande,
Deakin,
The Invisible,
Letta Mbulu,
Colin Newman,
cv313,
Urselle,
Chrome,
Soulsonic Force,
Terry Callier,
Tom Boy,
Radiopuhelimet,
Alice Coltrane,
Boogie Down Productions,
Dennis Brown,
Black Pus,
James Chance & The Contortions,
ABC,
Charles Mingus,
Crime,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
LL Cool J,
Archie Shepp,
Soul II Soul,
the Human League,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
John Coltrane,
The Star Department,
The Toasters,
Pantaleimon,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pylon,
Curtis Mayfield,
Nirvana,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.