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 Antigua and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Jawbox to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Letta Mbulu. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maleditus Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Wire,
The Standells,
The Neon Judgement,
Bizarre Inc.,
Neu!,
The Divine Comedy,
Index,
Scott Walker,
Josef K,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Crime,
Urselle,
48th St. Collective,
Janne Schatter,
Amon Düül II,
Ituana,
The Golliwogs,
Groovy Waters,
Pierre Henry,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Loose Ends,
Leonard Cohen,
Minutemen,
Mantronix,
Talk Talk,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Barracudas,
Sound Behaviour,
kango's stein massive,
Traffic Nightmare,
Interpol,
Rotary Connection,
Fat Boys,
Toni Rubio,
The Beau Brummels,
Aural Exciters,
Soft Machine,
Big Daddy Kane,
Quantec,
Todd Rundgren,
Idris Muhammad,
Fad Gadget,
Main Source,
James White and The Blacks,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Gap Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Names,
Von Mondo,
The Toasters,
Godley & Creme,
Aswad,
the Sonics,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Smog,
Boz Scaggs,
Kerrie Biddell,
Newcleus,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.