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 Ukraine and from Mexico City.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Evens to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Warsaw. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
Duran Duran,
John Lydon,
The Durutti Column,
Visage,
Skaos,
the Sonics,
The J.B.'s,
Dual Sessions,
The Five Americans,
AZ,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Josef K,
Leonard Cohen,
Freddie Wadling,
KRS-One,
Sandy B,
The Fortunes,
Sonny Sharrock,
Little Man,
the Soft Cell,
Rotary Connection,
PIL,
Amazonics,
Bootsy Collins,
Hashim,
Todd Terry,
Pierre Henry,
Thompson Twins,
Kas Product,
Davy DMX,
Gang Green,
Bluetip,
Nico,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Girls At Our Best!,
Piero Umiliani,
Khruangbin,
The Skatalites,
Marvin Gaye,
Graham Central Station,
Charles Mingus,
Ultra Naté,
the Human League,
Sam Rivers,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Fuzztones,
Average White Band,
Darondo,
Fear,
Sun Ra,
The Knickerbockers,
Popol Vuh,
Liliput,
Quantec,
The Selecter,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Joey Negro,
Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes.
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.