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 Israel and from Glasgow.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 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 The Doors 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 Mantronix. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Ossler,
Icehouse,
Jerry's Kids,
The Seeds,
The Sonics,
The Human League,
Sarah Menescal,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Von Mondo,
the Germs,
Ultravox,
Robert Görl,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Camberwell Now,
The Names,
Underground Resistance,
The Residents,
Dark Day,
Au Pairs,
David Axelrod,
The Dead C,
Liliput,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Yellowson,
Skriet,
Depeche Mode,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Boz Scaggs,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Radio Birdman,
Procol Harum,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Mummies,
Max Romeo,
Warsaw,
Lou Reed,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bobby Sherman,
T. Rex,
Ornette Coleman,
La Düsseldorf,
Faust,
The Pretty Things,
Godley & Creme,
Fear,
UT,
Amon Düül II,
The Stooges,
Bobby Womack,
Sun City Girls,
Altered Images,
The Neon Judgement,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Deakin,
Kayak,
Letta Mbulu,
X-102,
Chris & Cosey,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jesper Dahlback,
Idris Muhammad,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.