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 Monaco and from Glasgow.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Quantec to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All Freddie Wadling tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Carl Craig record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Tom Boy,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sarah Menescal,
Yellowson,
The Divine Comedy,
Archie Shepp,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Aloha Tigers,
The Raincoats,
Yusef Lateef,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gang Gang Dance,
Eden Ahbez,
Girls At Our Best!,
Suburban Knight,
Deadbeat,
Shuggie Otis,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pole,
Prince Buster,
The Fuzztones,
Nils Olav,
Ornette Coleman,
The Tremeloes,
The Mojo Men,
Sun Ra,
The Pop Group,
Masters at Work,
Grandmaster Flash,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ice-T,
Barry Ungar,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Gap Band,
Mo-Dettes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Goldenarms,
Flipper,
Marc Almond,
Metal Thangz,
The Human League,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pulsallama,
The Sonics,
Newcleus,
Skaos,
The Fugs,
New York Dolls,
Donny Hathaway,
Swell Maps,
Agent Orange,
Warren Ellis,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Popol Vuh,
Flamin' Groovies,
Magazine,
Dave Gahan,
Albert Ayler,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.