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 Belgium and from Edmonton.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 Organ to the crunk 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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tubeway Army,
The Slits,
Grauzone,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jeff Lynne,
Second Layer,
Pagans,
Ponytail,
Livin' Joy,
Byron Stingily,
Kaleidoscope,
Thompson Twins,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Peter and Kerry,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Evens,
MDC,
Pere Ubu,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Grey Daturas,
Morten Harket,
Pole,
Gabor Szabo,
The Fuzztones,
Davy DMX,
Dorothy Ashby,
Kerri Chandler,
Roy Ayers,
Joy Division,
Piero Umiliani,
The Residents,
Boogie Down Productions,
These Immortal Souls,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Parry Music,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sun Ra,
F. McDonald,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
48th St. Collective,
AZ,
In Retrospect,
Outsiders,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jacob Miller,
Boz Scaggs,
Hashim,
Pulsallama,
Vladislav Delay,
Sam Rivers,
Motorama,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Steve Hackett,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Scientists,
The Kinks,
Todd Terry,
Das Ding,
Skarface,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.