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 Malaysia and from Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 theremin 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 Gichy Dan to the punk 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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Selector Dub Narcotic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cheater Slicks,
Fugazi,
Stereo Dub,
Joensuu 1685,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Fall,
The Last Poets,
Unwound,
Joy Division,
CMW,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Todd Terry,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ludus,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Mary Jane Girls,
Vainqueur,
Q65,
the Association,
Absolute Body Control,
Jeff Mills,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Minny Pops,
Chrome,
Donald Byrd,
The Red Krayola,
The Birthday Party,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Soft Machine,
Little Man,
The Velvet Underground,
The Doors,
Fat Boys,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Dead C,
Deadbeat,
Sun City Girls,
Scrapy,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bobby Byrd,
Y Pants,
The Vogues,
the Bar-Kays,
Zapp,
The Black Dice,
Silicon Teens,
David McCallum,
The Knickerbockers,
Charles Mingus,
Cecil Taylor,
Ituana,
The Grass Roots,
EPMD,
E-Dancer,
Crooked Eye,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bob Dylan,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lakeside,
Mission of Burma,
Ken Boothe,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.