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 Barbados and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 marimba 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 Invisible to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 World's Most. All the underground hits.
All The Mighty Diamonds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sound Behaviour record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Flag,
Boz Scaggs,
The Real Kids,
DNA,
The Birthday Party,
Nirvana,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Adolescents,
Aloha Tigers,
Dead Boys,
Lebanon Hanover,
Soft Cell,
Agitation Free,
Deakin,
Groovy Waters,
Pet Shop Boys,
Excepter,
Gregory Isaacs,
Peter & Gordon,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Soulsonic Force,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kenny Larkin,
Au Pairs,
Black Sheep,
Sight & Sound,
Gang Green,
Magazine,
Zapp,
Anthony Braxton,
Essential Logic,
Camberwell Now,
Janne Schatter,
Joy Division,
Banda Bassotti,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Matthew Bourne,
Tubeway Army,
Hashim,
Bob Dylan,
The J.B.'s,
Cameo,
Funkadelic,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Nils Olav,
Sun Ra,
Suicide,
Moss Icon,
China Crisis,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Archie Shepp,
Flash Fearless,
The Offenders,
Schoolly D,
Wire,
The Doors,
Swans,
X-102,
Smog,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.