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 Korea North and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 David Bowie 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 Scion to the funk 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 Agent Orange. All the underground hits.
All Hot Snakes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ituana 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a OOIOO record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Misunderstood,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Tears for Fears,
The American Breed,
Minny Pops,
Desert Stars,
Von Mondo,
Drexciya,
Pylon,
Marine Girls,
The Shadows of Knight,
KRS-One,
Groovy Waters,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pere Ubu,
Hasil Adkins,
Lakeside,
The Blues Magoos,
Zapp,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sex Pistols,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Vladislav Delay,
Fad Gadget,
Dennis Brown,
Flash Fearless,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bill Near,
K-Klass,
Crispian St. Peters,
Boogie Down Productions,
DJ Sneak,
Public Enemy,
Josef K,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Whodini,
Fluxion,
Gichy Dan,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Blackbyrds,
Depeche Mode,
Panda Bear,
Pulsallama,
Clear Light,
Lucky Dragons,
Organ,
Rakim,
The Knickerbockers,
Brick,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bang On A Can,
Bauhaus,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Man Eating Sloth,
Wire,
Eric Dolphy,
Deepchord,
Grey Daturas,
Faust,
The Dead C,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.