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 Venezuela and from Accra.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 synthesizer 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 Ultimate Spinach to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Arthur Verocai. All the underground hits.
All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Circle Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slits,
The Fortunes,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
PIL,
The Offenders,
Mantronix,
Cluster,
Gabor Szabo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Essential Logic,
Animal Collective,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Association,
Amon Düül II,
New Order,
Bush Tetras,
Chris & Cosey,
Deakin,
Soft Cell,
Nico,
John Foxx,
Ludus,
The Searchers,
The Toasters,
Section 25,
Sound Behaviour,
Grey Daturas,
Stereo Dub,
Morten Harket,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Scratch Acid,
Ultravox,
Jerry's Kids,
Danielle Patucci,
Al Stewart,
Lower 48,
Jeru the Damaja,
Oneida,
The Dirtbombs,
Little Man,
Radiohead,
Scott Walker,
Ice-T,
Con Funk Shun,
Rosa Yemen,
Agent Orange,
Scrapy,
Reuben Wilson,
Grauzone,
Minny Pops,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Throbbing Gristle,
Funkadelic,
Lou Christie,
The Cramps,
Black Moon,
Neu!,
Brass Construction,
Junior Murvin,
Grandmaster Flash,
Thee Headcoats,
Schoolly D,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.