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 Israel and from Delhi.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 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 Sound Behaviour to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spoonie Gee 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris Corsano record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Anthony Braxton,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Arthur Verocai,
Drexciya,
MC5,
The Shadows of Knight,
Youth Brigade,
Q and Not U,
Ten City,
the Association,
Tim Buckley,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Music Machine,
Robert Wyatt,
CMW,
Grey Daturas,
Oblivians,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Goldenarms,
Camouflage,
Amazonics,
Essential Logic,
Nils Olav,
Barbara Tucker,
Duran Duran,
UT,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Fuzztones,
Interpol,
Eric B and Rakim,
Popol Vuh,
Soft Cell,
The Count Five,
Reagan Youth,
Alton Ellis,
Yaz,
Nick Fraelich,
Sight & Sound,
Marshall Jefferson,
EPMD,
Mantronix,
Masters at Work,
Juan Atkins,
Lucky Dragons,
The Mummies,
Das Ding,
Nas,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Model 500,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Glenn Branca,
Junior Murvin,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lindisfarne,
Minutemen,
Sexual Harrassment,
ABC,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Surgeon,
June of 44, June of 44, June of 44, June of 44.
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.