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 Mongolia and from Spokane.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Ludus to the disco 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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Bang on a Can All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Cluster,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Slackers,
The Searchers,
The Sisters of Mercy,
48th St. Collective,
Grandmaster Flash,
Arab on Radar,
Main Source,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lou Reed,
The Pretty Things,
Yazoo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bob Dylan,
Minnie Riperton,
Byron Stingily,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Victims,
Youth Brigade,
R.M.O.,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Residents,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Malaria!,
Visage,
Jeff Mills,
Connie Case,
Heaven 17,
Scientists,
The Leaves,
Interpol,
The Wake,
Isaac Hayes,
David McCallum,
The Monochrome Set,
Skaos,
the Swans,
Ultravox,
FM Einheit,
Cymande,
The Moody Blues,
The Golliwogs,
Buzzcocks,
Graham Central Station,
Big Daddy Kane,
One Last Wish,
Wolf Eyes,
Hot Snakes,
Lightning Bolt,
Lower 48,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Rapeman,
Little Man,
Easy Going,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.