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 Korea North and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Donald Fagen 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 Ronan to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Raincoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deakin,
The Slits,
Pulsallama,
The Birthday Party,
Clear Light,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Moleskins,
Sonic Youth,
Soft Cell,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Main Source,
Sarah Menescal,
Absolute Body Control,
Wire,
Minnie Riperton,
Hoover,
Intrusion,
Danielle Patucci,
Neu!,
Con Funk Shun,
Harry Pussy,
Aaron Thompson,
The American Breed,
Fluxion,
Marvin Gaye,
D'Angelo,
Urselle,
The Dead C,
T. Rex,
L. Decosne,
Fela Kuti,
The Skatalites,
Ten City,
Animal Collective,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Easy Going,
Slick Rick,
Hashim,
Terrestrial Tones,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Sonics,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Mantronix,
Television Personalities,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Knickerbockers,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Maleditus Sound,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Glambeats Corp.,
Tim Buckley,
Babytalk,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Thompson Twins,
Rhythm & Sound,
Hardrive,
Alphaville,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.