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 Tanzania and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Susan Cadogan to the rap 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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All The Sisters of Mercy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Durutti Column record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Tim Buckley,
Faraquet,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Todd Rundgren,
Lalo Schifrin,
Robert Hood,
Country Teasers,
Stockholm Monsters,
Mary Jane Girls,
Fatback Band,
Prince Buster,
Funkadelic,
Lucky Dragons,
Isaac Hayes,
Technova,
the Human League,
the Germs,
Japan,
Ronnie Foster,
Gang Gang Dance,
In Retrospect,
Gregory Isaacs,
Icehouse,
Y Pants,
Kerri Chandler,
Soulsonic Force,
the Soft Cell,
Delon & Dalcan,
Excepter,
These Immortal Souls,
Basic Channel,
The Monks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Peter and Kerry,
Eddi Front,
Delta 5,
Crooked Eye,
Joe Smooth,
David Axelrod,
Alphaville,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
U.S. Maple,
Lyres,
Flamin' Groovies,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lower 48,
Khruangbin,
Quando Quango,
The Kinks,
Minor Threat,
Neil Young,
FM Einheit,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sex Pistols,
Mo-Dettes,
Judy Mowatt,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ponytail,
The Sonics,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio.
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.