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 Estonia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Fat Boys to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Albert Ayler,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bizarre Inc.,
Y Pants,
Black Flag,
Procol Harum,
Sound Behaviour,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pantaleimon,
Glambeats Corp.,
Maleditus Sound,
Lou Reed,
CMW,
Lightning Bolt,
The Martian,
Sun City Girls,
The Wake,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
8 Eyed Spy,
Aswad,
Bobby Womack,
Drive Like Jehu,
Johnny Clarke,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Nico,
Pierre Henry,
The Detroit Cobras,
Angry Samoans,
Q and Not U,
Camouflage,
Blancmange,
K-Klass,
Sun Ra,
Johnny Osbourne,
Brothers Johnson,
KRS-One,
Tom Boy,
Dead Boys,
Agent Orange,
Panda Bear,
Dorothy Ashby,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Busters,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Cybotron,
the Human League,
Fad Gadget,
Gerry Rafferty,
Barclay James Harvest,
Urselle,
Mr. Review,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pantytec,
The Beau Brummels,
Inner City,
Dennis Brown,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Soft Cell,
Joensuu 1685,
Fugazi,
Fluxion,
Marmalade,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.