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 Cyprus and from Stockholm.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 güiro 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 Goldenarms to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arab on Radar,
Liliput,
Donald Byrd,
Roxette,
Susan Cadogan,
Deakin,
Lower 48,
Pole,
Tommy Roe,
The Moody Blues,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bauhaus,
The Human League,
One Last Wish,
the Swans,
The Gun Club,
Harry Pussy,
Iggy Pop,
Ronnie Foster,
Erasure,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Mark Hollis,
Basic Channel,
The Durutti Column,
Toni Rubio,
Tim Buckley,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Flipper,
Brick,
T.S.O.L.,
Make Up,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Aaron Thompson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Doobie Brothers,
Scrapy,
Kayak,
Schoolly D,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Charles Mingus,
The Walker Brothers,
Andrew Hill,
John Coltrane,
Yazoo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Black Sheep,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pere Ubu,
Roxy Music,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Godley & Creme,
Man Parrish,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Residents,
The Velvet Underground,
Faraquet,
Robert Hood,
Fat Boys,
Rosa Yemen,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.