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 Azerbaijan and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Seoul and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Yaz to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Charles Mingus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
Parry Music,
Pharoah Sanders,
Harry Pussy,
Jeff Mills,
Robert Wyatt,
EPMD,
Dual Sessions,
Dave Gahan,
Smog,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Con Funk Shun,
Grey Daturas,
The Wake,
June of 44,
Chris & Cosey,
Lou Christie,
The Birthday Party,
Kerri Chandler,
PIL,
The Beau Brummels,
Amon Düül,
New Age Steppers,
Essential Logic,
Peter and Kerry,
China Crisis,
The Remains,
Soul II Soul,
Soft Machine,
The Smiths,
FM Einheit,
The Monochrome Set,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pantaleimon,
Ituana,
Mo-Dettes,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
the Fania All-Stars,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lower 48,
Man Eating Sloth,
Subhumans,
Big Daddy Kane,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Eli Mardock,
Goldenarms,
Yazoo,
The Divine Comedy,
The Gap Band,
Kenny Larkin,
Sunsets and Hearts,
F. McDonald,
Y Pants,
The Stooges,
the Sonics,
Kas Product,
Idris Muhammad,
The Golliwogs,
The Doors,
Shuggie Otis,
Matthew Bourne,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.