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 India and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Cairo.
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 güiro 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Royal Family And The Poor. All the underground hits.
All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Los Fastidios,
Kayak,
Bobby Hutcherson,
B.T. Express,
Iggy Pop,
Thee Headcoats,
The Index,
Neil Young,
Barclay James Harvest,
Main Source,
Mo-Dettes,
The Toasters,
Darondo,
Cheater Slicks,
Adolescents,
ABC,
Buzzcocks,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jeff Lynne,
Susan Cadogan,
The Monks,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Essential Logic,
Lalann,
The Alarm Clocks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Newcleus,
Judy Mowatt,
Joe Finger,
Eli Mardock,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Invisible,
Girls At Our Best!,
Graham Central Station,
UT,
Trumans Water,
Peter & Gordon,
The Cowsills,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Youth Brigade,
Bobby Womack,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Vogues,
Jeru the Damaja,
Agitation Free,
The Velvet Underground,
Byron Stingily,
The Walker Brothers,
Crime,
The New Christs,
Pharoah Sanders,
Shuggie Otis,
Technova,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Marc Almond,
John Foxx,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.