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 Armenia and from Lyon.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 New Christs to the grime 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 F. McDonald. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Names 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Popol Vuh record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Porter Ricks,
Young Marble Giants,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Nas,
Shoche,
World's Most,
The Gories,
Crash Course in Science,
Qualms,
Deadbeat,
The Buckinghams,
Juan Atkins,
Vainqueur,
Massinfluence,
Anthony Braxton,
Underground Resistance,
Fear,
Joey Negro,
Ponytail,
The Fire Engines,
Sonic Youth,
Aural Exciters,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Scion,
the Human League,
Marvin Gaye,
PIL,
Anakelly,
Colin Newman,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Tomorrow,
Parry Music,
The Victims,
Morten Harket,
Graham Central Station,
Cymande,
Q and Not U,
Technova,
Malaria!,
Barbara Tucker,
Faraquet,
Archie Shepp,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sun Ra,
Vladislav Delay,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ralphi Rosario,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Big Daddy Kane,
David McCallum,
Ronnie Foster,
Idris Muhammad,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Five Americans,
Outsiders,
Gong,
The Electric Prunes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Quadrant,
The Angels of Light,
The Mojo Men,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.