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 Malawi and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Crime to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Residents. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gichy Dan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gong,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ronan,
Newcleus,
John Holt,
Neil Young,
Marvin Gaye,
Popol Vuh,
the Human League,
The Zeros,
Rites of Spring,
Skaos,
Glambeats Corp.,
Unrelated Segments,
Fluxion,
Liliput,
Jawbox,
Cal Tjader,
Panda Bear,
Yellowson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sex Pistols,
Bob Dylan,
Agitation Free,
Main Source,
Monks,
The Happenings,
Crispy Ambulance,
Idris Muhammad,
The Names,
The Move,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Traffic Nightmare,
Dark Day,
Deakin,
One Last Wish,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Faraquet,
Au Pairs,
The Young Rascals,
Qualms,
Tommy Roe,
Arcadia,
The Invisible,
The Offenders,
The Techniques,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Second Layer,
Joy Division,
Erykah Badu,
Nirvana,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Buckinghams,
Letta Mbulu,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.