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 Saudi Arabia and from Glasgow.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Fugs 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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Don Cherry 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skriet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barclay James Harvest,
Tears for Fears,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sarah Menescal,
Porter Ricks,
Kas Product,
Ultravox,
Agent Orange,
The Doors,
Lou Christie,
Silicon Teens,
Television,
10cc,
The Slackers,
Yaz,
Alphaville,
Simply Red,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Evens,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Prince Buster,
The Leaves,
DJ Style,
Scientists,
Bluetip,
Eric Copeland,
The New Christs,
Tubeway Army,
The Alarm Clocks,
Blake Baxter,
Minnie Riperton,
Marvin Gaye,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gregory Isaacs,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Albert Ayler,
Visage,
DNA,
Siglo XX,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Wire,
Connie Case,
MC5,
The Cowsills,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Moody Blues,
Shuggie Otis,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Zeros,
Chris Corsano,
Swans,
Von Mondo,
Sonic Youth,
Minor Threat,
Pulsallama,
David McCallum,
Cymande,
the Bar-Kays,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Busters,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.