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 Egypt and from Mumbai.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Idris Muhammad to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All The Stooges tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oneida record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Barracudas,
Colin Newman,
Terry Callier,
The Birthday Party,
Girls At Our Best!,
Swell Maps,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The United States of America,
Kenny Larkin,
Sandy B,
Silicon Teens,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Shoche,
Marcia Griffiths,
Mantronix,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rekid,
FM Einheit,
The Zeros,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Nico,
Soul II Soul,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Robert Hood,
U.S. Maple,
Eddi Front,
The Cramps,
The Slits,
Cluster,
New York Dolls,
Intrusion,
Television,
Procol Harum,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kerri Chandler,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Neil Young,
Marine Girls,
The Stooges,
Arthur Verocai,
The Residents,
Model 500,
The Flesh Eaters,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Prince Buster,
The Real Kids,
Isaac Hayes,
Alison Limerick,
Reuben Wilson,
Gong,
Wally Richardson,
Tommy Roe,
Bobby Womack,
Dorothy Ashby,
It's A Beautiful Day,
X-Ray Spex,
Brick,
Freddie Wadling,
Nick Fraelich,
Harmonia,
Scrapy,
Second Layer,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.