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 Botswana and from Mumbai.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 clarinet 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 the Bar-Kays 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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
Grey Daturas,
Brass Construction,
Black Pus,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Happenings,
Metal Thangz,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Remains,
A Certain Ratio,
World's Most,
Rufus Thomas,
Neil Young,
Kerrie Biddell,
Parry Music,
Quando Quango,
Jacob Miller,
Ornette Coleman,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Cybotron,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rekid,
Girls At Our Best!,
D'Angelo,
Electric Light Orchestra,
OOIOO,
Babytalk,
Roy Ayers,
David Axelrod,
Swans,
Bronski Beat,
Con Funk Shun,
Bad Manners,
Spandau Ballet,
Delta 5,
Joe Finger,
Alison Limerick,
These Immortal Souls,
The Red Krayola,
Pole,
The Seeds,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Symarip,
L. Decosne,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gang Green,
The Standells,
Bush Tetras,
Sarah Menescal,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ituana,
Delon & Dalcan,
Derrick May,
AZ,
Vladislav Delay,
Wings,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Excepter,
Amon Düül II,
Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin.
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.