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 Vietnam and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Michael McDonald 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 Marvin Gaye to the punk 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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unwound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minnie Riperton,
Bootsy Collins,
Young Marble Giants,
The Skatalites,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Eden Ahbez,
Depeche Mode,
The Human League,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Radio Birdman,
Mantronix,
Scrapy,
Supertramp,
Los Fastidios,
Hasil Adkins,
China Crisis,
Anthony Braxton,
Alice Coltrane,
The Gladiators,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Donald Byrd,
The Litter,
Stereo Dub,
Pulsallama,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Marvin Gaye,
Masters at Work,
Bill Wells,
Godley & Creme,
Pet Shop Boys,
Swans,
Delon & Dalcan,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Walker Brothers,
Eric B and Rakim,
cv313,
The Blues Magoos,
ABBA,
E-Dancer,
X-101,
Organ,
The American Breed,
Arab on Radar,
the Soft Cell,
Shoche,
James White and The Blacks,
New Order,
Nils Olav,
Delta 5,
Outsiders,
Traffic Nightmare,
David Bowie,
The Wake,
The Grass Roots,
The Red Krayola,
Kas Product,
PIL,
Stetsasonic,
Public Enemy,
Eurythmics,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.