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 Poland and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Yellowson to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Leonard Cohen,
Prince Buster,
Eric Copeland,
Cheater Slicks,
Andrew Hill,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Japan,
The Gap Band,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Accadde A,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Roy Ayers,
In Retrospect,
Scion,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Supertramp,
Faraquet,
Agent Orange,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Scott Walker,
Main Source,
Ralphi Rosario,
Deadbeat,
Peter & Gordon,
Don Cherry,
Dennis Brown,
Swans,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
the Germs,
The Saints,
Q and Not U,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Buckinghams,
Monolake,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Juan Atkins,
the Sonics,
Desert Stars,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Slave,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Brothers Johnson,
Soft Cell,
Faust,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bill Near,
The Evens,
The Kinks,
Robert Wyatt,
Jandek,
John Foxx,
Von Mondo,
The Mummies,
Subhumans,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Detroit Cobras,
Isaac Hayes,
Terrestrial Tones,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.