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 Mali and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 David Bowie 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 Half Japanese 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 Blossom Toes. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics 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 an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Supertramp,
Nik Kershaw,
Letta Mbulu,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
the Sonics,
Brick,
Aloha Tigers,
Unwound,
the Swans,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Harry Pussy,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Reagan Youth,
Susan Cadogan,
The Invisible,
Royal Trux,
Easy Going,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Toasters,
The Fall,
Faust,
Andrew Hill,
Rotary Connection,
Popol Vuh,
Circle Jerks,
Second Layer,
KRS-One,
The Sonics,
Eve St. Jones,
Scratch Acid,
Neu!,
Mars,
Barry Ungar,
Deakin,
The Blackbyrds,
La Düsseldorf,
Whodini,
Reuben Wilson,
The Offenders,
Agitation Free,
Pylon,
Alice Coltrane,
Howard Jones,
Minnie Riperton,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Tommy Roe,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Joy Division,
Spoonie Gee,
Radiohead,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Anakelly,
Byron Stingily,
Kerrie Biddell,
Dual Sessions,
Connie Case,
Deepchord,
The Durutti Column,
Albert Ayler,
Television,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.