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 Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 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 Clear Light to the dance 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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Invisible,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Technova,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Glenn Branca,
Radio Birdman,
Gang of Four,
Black Bananas,
The Cowsills,
Jeff Mills,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sugar Minott,
Accadde A,
Loose Ends,
Television Personalities,
Joey Negro,
Curtis Mayfield,
Absolute Body Control,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
UT,
Idris Muhammad,
Gang Starr,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ronnie Foster,
The Pretty Things,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Leonard Cohen,
Boredoms,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Todd Rundgren,
Minnie Riperton,
The Fortunes,
Morten Harket,
Bobby Byrd,
La Düsseldorf,
The Buckinghams,
Fat Boys,
Chris Corsano,
Royal Trux,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Warren Ellis,
Stiv Bators,
Marcia Griffiths,
Nas,
Soft Machine,
Roxy Music,
Eurythmics,
Letta Mbulu,
Parry Music,
The Martian,
Niagra,
Shuggie Otis,
Blossom Toes,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Scratch Acid,
Ossler, Ossler, Ossler, Ossler.
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.