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 Eritrea and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Manila.
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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sister Nancy to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lightning Bolt,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sun Ra,
Maurizio,
Pantytec,
Amon Düül II,
Bootsy Collins,
John Coltrane,
Bad Manners,
Absolute Body Control,
Jeff Mills,
Cheater Slicks,
Babytalk,
Can,
U.S. Maple,
Freddie Wadling,
La Düsseldorf,
Shuggie Otis,
Silicon Teens,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Saccharine Trust,
The Pretty Things,
Eli Mardock,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Agitation Free,
Neu!,
These Immortal Souls,
The Knickerbockers,
Siglo XX,
Dawn Penn,
Procol Harum,
Eric Dolphy,
Don Cherry,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Joe Finger,
Das Ding,
Index,
Groovy Waters,
Tom Boy,
Blake Baxter,
The Techniques,
Bush Tetras,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Dark Day,
Arcadia,
the Swans,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Peter & Gordon,
Blancmange,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Neil Young,
Jacob Miller,
The Alarm Clocks,
Whodini,
Jimmy McGriff,
Electric Prunes,
Ossler,
James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks.
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.