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 Antigua and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Silicon Teens. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Archie Shepp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Standells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bauhaus,
Second Layer,
One Last Wish,
Pylon,
Fear,
Carl Craig,
Theoretical Girls,
Curtis Mayfield,
Suburban Knight,
Moby Grape,
Circle Jerks,
The Trojans,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Yazoo,
Crime,
ABC,
Index,
Royal Trux,
Cymande,
Grey Daturas,
K-Klass,
New Age Steppers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Vladislav Delay,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sun Ra,
Boredoms,
Kayak,
Lou Christie,
Sunsets and Hearts,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Jacob Miller,
The Motions,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Rod Modell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
DJ Sneak,
Black Sheep,
Charles Mingus,
FM Einheit,
Al Stewart,
Agent Orange,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Flamin' Groovies,
Donny Hathaway,
Fad Gadget,
Matthew Bourne,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Altered Images,
Bill Wells,
Sister Nancy,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Seeds,
The Pretty Things,
CMW,
Monolake,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.