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 Niger and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 Stockholm Monsters to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Magazine. All the underground hits.
All Marcia Griffiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gabor Szabo,
Popol Vuh,
Ultra Naté,
Television Personalities,
The Human League,
Marmalade,
Electric Prunes,
Hot Snakes,
Idris Muhammad,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Wake,
Vainqueur,
Intrusion,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
New York Dolls,
Black Flag,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
David Bowie,
X-Ray Spex,
Groovy Waters,
X-102,
The Sonics,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Fall,
Davy DMX,
Boz Scaggs,
Absolute Body Control,
D'Angelo,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Loose Ends,
H. Thieme,
Quando Quango,
The Monochrome Set,
Laurel Aitken,
Pantaleimon,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Slick Rick,
Nirvana,
KRS-One,
T.S.O.L.,
The Skatalites,
Dual Sessions,
Unrelated Segments,
Wasted Youth,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Cheater Slicks,
Maleditus Sound,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Minor Threat,
Joe Smooth,
The Happenings,
Pierre Henry,
Ituana,
Althea and Donna,
JFA,
Delon & Dalcan,
Morten Harket,
Sarah Menescal,
Pharoah Sanders,
CMW,
Pulsallama,
Kenny Larkin,
World's Most,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.