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 Vanuatu and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Delhi.
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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Bobby Sherman to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All the Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Raincoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
John Coltrane,
the Germs,
Blancmange,
Boogie Down Productions,
Barry Ungar,
These Immortal Souls,
Goldenarms,
Stetsasonic,
Toni Rubio,
Quando Quango,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Crime,
Neu!,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Zero Boys,
DNA,
Joey Negro,
Soul II Soul,
Spoonie Gee,
Half Japanese,
Black Flag,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gang of Four,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Buckinghams,
Gang Starr,
The Happenings,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Seeds,
Babytalk,
The Black Dice,
Juan Atkins,
Schoolly D,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Davy DMX,
Ultra Naté,
Moebius,
8 Eyed Spy,
Steve Hackett,
Excepter,
Bobby Womack,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Scion,
Jimmy McGriff,
Derrick Morgan,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Boredoms,
T. Rex,
Amon Düül,
Public Image Ltd.,
Reuben Wilson,
Cluster,
Mantronix,
Dave Gahan,
Skriet,
Television Personalities,
Porter Ricks,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Count Five,
Aswad,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.