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 Estonia and from Taipei.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Amon Düül II to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Anthony Braxton. All the underground hits.
All Letta Mbulu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dirtbombs,
Slave,
The Trojans,
Young Marble Giants,
The Cure,
the Sonics,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lyres,
Colin Newman,
Radiopuhelimet,
Roxette,
Quadrant,
48th St. Collective,
Janne Schatter,
Joe Smooth,
Lindisfarne,
Drexciya,
cv313,
Camouflage,
Trumans Water,
Maurizio,
The Motions,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The American Breed,
Maleditus Sound,
Max Romeo,
Smog,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Delta 5,
Unwound,
Skaos,
Junior Murvin,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
New Order,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joy Division,
Kerri Chandler,
Susan Cadogan,
Liliput,
Jawbox,
Cybotron,
Shoche,
Thompson Twins,
Idris Muhammad,
The Fuzztones,
Organ,
Chris Corsano,
Jacques Brel,
Ponytail,
The Slits,
Stockholm Monsters,
U.S. Maple,
Gichy Dan,
The Saints,
The Modern Lovers,
Freddie Wadling,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Marshall Jefferson,
Stetsasonic,
Glenn Branca,
The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues.
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.