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 Mauritania and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Young Marble Giants to the punk 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 Metal Thangz. All the underground hits.
All Steve Hackett tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
X-101,
Ituana,
Cecil Taylor,
Cybotron,
Max Romeo,
One Last Wish,
Pagans,
Roy Ayers,
U.S. Maple,
Dennis Brown,
Panda Bear,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Sound,
Harpers Bizarre,
The J.B.'s,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Man Parrish,
Scientists,
Eric Copeland,
Funkadelic,
MC5,
Nas,
The Wake,
UT,
Rotary Connection,
World's Most,
Symarip,
Hot Snakes,
The Red Krayola,
Deakin,
Easy Going,
Smog,
Metal Thangz,
Simply Red,
Shoche,
Wire,
Nirvana,
Quantec,
Moss Icon,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Real Kids,
The Monochrome Set,
Colin Newman,
Maleditus Sound,
Aural Exciters,
Bobbi Humphrey,
JFA,
DJ Style,
L. Decosne,
Supertramp,
Radiohead,
Agent Orange,
Liliput,
Crispian St. Peters,
Cluster,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Buckinghams,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Zapp,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.