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 United States and from Manila.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Funky Four + One to the funk 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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Quadrant,
Essential Logic,
Radiopuhelimet,
Das Ding,
Alphaville,
Rotary Connection,
The Stooges,
Mantronix,
cv313,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Magazine,
X-101,
China Crisis,
Nils Olav,
Stetsasonic,
Gerry Rafferty,
Brand Nubian,
Joyce Sims,
Matthew Halsall,
Wally Richardson,
Ituana,
KRS-One,
The Fire Engines,
The Residents,
Malaria!,
Camberwell Now,
Pylon,
Neu!,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pulsallama,
Kayak,
Average White Band,
The Gladiators,
Fugazi,
Bootsy Collins,
T.S.O.L.,
The Star Department,
Kerrie Biddell,
Michelle Simonal,
Piero Umiliani,
Boogie Down Productions,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Mummies,
Eden Ahbez,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kas Product,
Ronan,
Minnie Riperton,
Idris Muhammad,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Flamin' Groovies,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Peter & Gordon,
Newcleus,
Masters at Work,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lightning Bolt,
Sex Pistols,
Lalann,
Magma, Magma, Magma, Magma.
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.