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 Eritrea and from London.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Tom Boy to the crunk 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 The Cramps. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gong 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 snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
Television Personalities,
Lungfish,
Au Pairs,
Main Source,
La Düsseldorf,
Loose Ends,
Surgeon,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Todd Terry,
The Fugs,
Model 500,
Wire,
Crooked Eye,
Essential Logic,
Stereo Dub,
The Moleskins,
Little Man,
Black Bananas,
Bronski Beat,
Livin' Joy,
Brothers Johnson,
Shuggie Otis,
Erykah Badu,
Albert Ayler,
Nik Kershaw,
Ten City,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Durutti Column,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Chrome,
Lou Reed,
Icehouse,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Slackers,
Traffic Nightmare,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lou Christie,
The Stooges,
The Slits,
Anthony Braxton,
David Axelrod,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Standells,
Jeff Lynne,
Motorama,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eli Mardock,
Janne Schatter,
Byron Stingily,
kango's stein massive,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Mummies,
The Sound,
Fatback Band,
Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield.
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.