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 Turkey and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Strawberry Alarm Clock to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Saccharine Trust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Buzzcocks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Man Eating Sloth,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Toasters,
Stetsasonic,
Brand Nubian,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Zapp,
Angry Samoans,
Man Parrish,
Au Pairs,
Suburban Knight,
Lower 48,
CMW,
D'Angelo,
The Golliwogs,
Scratch Acid,
Blake Baxter,
Section 25,
The Sisters of Mercy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Soft Cell,
Liliput,
Public Image Ltd.,
Duran Duran,
Al Stewart,
Sparks,
Funkadelic,
Faraquet,
The Sound,
Rites of Spring,
Hot Snakes,
Alison Limerick,
Marshall Jefferson,
Yazoo,
Fluxion,
World's Most,
Minnie Riperton,
Pere Ubu,
Toni Rubio,
Robert Görl,
Alice Coltrane,
Colin Newman,
The Gories,
Tubeway Army,
Pantytec,
Nick Fraelich,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ultimate Spinach,
Laurel Aitken,
Cluster,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Radiohead,
Fatback Band,
Joe Finger,
Albert Ayler,
Soft Machine,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Neon Judgement,
Carl Craig,
Quadrant,
Essential Logic,
The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke.
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.