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 Somalia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Lou Reed 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 Wings to the funk 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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.
All Robert Görl tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Misunderstood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deadbeat,
Lakeside,
The Leaves,
The Skatalites,
Bobby Sherman,
Sonic Youth,
Public Enemy,
Goldenarms,
The Angels of Light,
The Motions,
Sonny Sharrock,
Godley & Creme,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Residents,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Joy Division,
Magazine,
The Modern Lovers,
Buzzcocks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jeff Lynne,
Echospace,
Spandau Ballet,
DJ Style,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Fad Gadget,
Trumans Water,
Kayak,
The American Breed,
Gastr Del Sol,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Byron Stingily,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
X-102,
Mandrill,
Neu!,
Carl Craig,
Maleditus Sound,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ponytail,
Nirvana,
The Gories,
The New Christs,
K-Klass,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sparks,
Todd Rundgren,
Henry Cow,
cv313,
Wally Richardson,
Royal Trux,
Brand Nubian,
Wasted Youth,
Scratch Acid,
The Vogues,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Aural Exciters,
Jimmy McGriff,
Fluxion,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Loose Ends,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.