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 Malaysia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Hong Kong.
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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Gong to the funk 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 Echo & the Bunnymen. All the underground hits.
All The Doobie Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
David Axelrod,
Joyce Sims,
Slave,
LL Cool J,
The Blues Magoos,
Faraquet,
Wings,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pagans,
Marine Girls,
The Gun Club,
The Barracudas,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ten City,
Rhythm & Sound,
Alice Coltrane,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Boz Scaggs,
Surgeon,
Make Up,
The Offenders,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Procol Harum,
Sister Nancy,
The Toasters,
Magma,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dead Boys,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Average White Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Red Krayola,
Supertramp,
Albert Ayler,
The Motions,
Sällskapet,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bluetip,
Sun Ra,
Roxy Music,
Don Cherry,
K-Klass,
Ultra Naté,
Eric Dolphy,
Colin Newman,
Hasil Adkins,
Derrick Morgan,
Radio Birdman,
Rapeman,
Jawbox,
Robert Hood,
Index,
Lindisfarne,
Todd Terry,
Bizarre Inc.,
Yazoo,
Fatback Band,
Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle.
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.