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 Kiribati and from Copenhagen.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Scientists to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Alarm Clocks. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fifty Foot Hose,
Junior Murvin,
Drexciya,
Newcleus,
The Remains,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Black Flag,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Five Americans,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Amon Düül,
Vainqueur,
Lightning Bolt,
Al Stewart,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Banda Bassotti,
Max Romeo,
The Beau Brummels,
This Heat,
MDC,
Neil Young,
Brick,
Marvin Gaye,
Yaz,
Desert Stars,
Rites of Spring,
Electric Prunes,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Matthew Bourne,
Danielle Patucci,
Michelle Simonal,
Girls At Our Best!,
Cameo,
The Fugs,
Reagan Youth,
Idris Muhammad,
The Star Department,
Guru Guru,
Rekid,
The Vogues,
Second Layer,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Hasil Adkins,
Sonic Youth,
Black Pus,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Spandau Ballet,
Adolescents,
The Gap Band,
The Invisible,
Eric B and Rakim,
Massinfluence,
Underground Resistance,
Lucky Dragons,
The Martian,
Blancmange,
Ken Boothe,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lakeside,
Vladislav Delay,
the Soft Cell,
Sun Ra,
8 Eyed Spy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.