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 Suriname and from Edmonton.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Bill Near to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 the Normal. All the underground hits.
All KRS-One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fatback Band 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
Glenn Branca,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
DJ Style,
Althea and Donna,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Barclay James Harvest,
Mandrill,
Groovy Waters,
Kayak,
The Invisible,
Von Mondo,
Funky Four + One,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Section 25,
Marc Almond,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Crooked Eye,
Audionom,
Morten Harket,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sun City Girls,
La Düsseldorf,
Soulsonic Force,
Alton Ellis,
Harmonia,
Oneida,
The Last Poets,
Brand Nubian,
Tom Boy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Wire,
the Bar-Kays,
PIL,
John Holt,
Roy Ayers,
John Coltrane,
Maleditus Sound,
Eden Ahbez,
Hot Snakes,
Lakeside,
Easy Going,
Aaron Thompson,
Swell Maps,
The Sonics,
Silicon Teens,
Chris Corsano,
Barry Ungar,
The Wake,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Trojans,
Essential Logic,
K-Klass,
Nick Fraelich,
Cybotron,
New Age Steppers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Darondo,
Steve Hackett,
Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell.
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.