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 Fiji and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 sitar 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 Stereo Dub to the electroclash 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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeru the Damaja record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
Trumans Water,
The Durutti Column,
The Sonics,
Zapp,
Donny Hathaway,
Cluster,
Crash Course in Science,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Monks,
Bill Wells,
Wings,
The Knickerbockers,
John Coltrane,
Jimmy McGriff,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Cecil Taylor,
Surgeon,
The Fugs,
The Saints,
Fatback Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Throbbing Gristle,
World's Most,
Agent Orange,
Outsiders,
The Real Kids,
Alice Coltrane,
China Crisis,
Yellowson,
Desert Stars,
Minny Pops,
Dave Gahan,
Magma,
Pussy Galore,
Kaleidoscope,
The Young Rascals,
Groovy Waters,
Organ,
PIL,
Rakim,
The Velvet Underground,
Terry Callier,
Pagans,
Circle Jerks,
a-ha,
Swell Maps,
Soft Machine,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Fad Gadget,
Maurizio,
Aloha Tigers,
AZ,
Pierre Henry,
Amon Düül,
B.T. Express,
EPMD,
Banda Bassotti,
Slave,
FM Einheit,
Gang Green,
Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios.
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.