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 Sweden and from Hong Kong.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Charles Mingus to the rock 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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Max Romeo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
OOIOO,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Tremeloes,
Moss Icon,
Sun Ra,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gang of Four,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Public Enemy,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Pole,
The Birthday Party,
Ludus,
Sixth Finger,
Matthew Halsall,
Grey Daturas,
EPMD,
Rapeman,
Surgeon,
The Skatalites,
The Dead C,
John Holt,
Slick Rick,
Black Flag,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
the Association,
Dave Gahan,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Yaz,
Lee Hazlewood,
Swell Maps,
Rotary Connection,
Infiniti,
Mantronix,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Quantec,
Delon & Dalcan,
Marc Almond,
Robert Wyatt,
Tomorrow,
Joensuu 1685,
Connie Case,
The Vogues,
Model 500,
Traffic Nightmare,
Barrington Levy,
Bobby Sherman,
Animal Collective,
New York Dolls,
Blake Baxter,
Main Source,
Carl Craig,
Kenny Larkin,
Roger Hodgson,
Chris & Cosey,
Pussy Galore,
LL Cool J,
The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.
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.