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 Kuwait and from Taipei.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Michael McDonald 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 Bootsy Collins to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tomorrow 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Desert Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scratch Acid,
In Retrospect,
Darondo,
John Cale,
Popol Vuh,
The Mojo Men,
the Human League,
Delon & Dalcan,
Skriet,
Vainqueur,
The Gap Band,
Ultravox,
Marmalade,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bluetip,
Black Bananas,
Sam Rivers,
The Evens,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
John Holt,
Masters at Work,
The Tremeloes,
David McCallum,
Metal Thangz,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Magma,
Colin Newman,
Man Parrish,
Drexciya,
Little Man,
Ponytail,
Radiohead,
Flash Fearless,
Half Japanese,
Cheater Slicks,
Eddi Front,
Bronski Beat,
The Real Kids,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pantaleimon,
Joensuu 1685,
La Düsseldorf,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Roxy Music,
Hot Snakes,
Big Daddy Kane,
Connie Case,
cv313,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Motorama,
Accadde A,
Deepchord,
Terry Callier,
The Monochrome Set,
Mo-Dettes,
Jawbox,
The Zeros,
The Move,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles.
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.