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 Bangladesh and from Lagos.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 sitar 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 Ultra Naté to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maleditus Sound,
Young Marble Giants,
The Beau Brummels,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Morten Harket,
New Age Steppers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Skatalites,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Hoover,
LL Cool J,
the Sonics,
Massinfluence,
FM Einheit,
Reagan Youth,
Jacques Brel,
DJ Style,
The Red Krayola,
Hashim,
John Cale,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ludus,
Ohio Players,
Joy Division,
Loose Ends,
Danielle Patucci,
The Five Americans,
The Offenders,
Ponytail,
The Invisible,
Minnie Riperton,
Magazine,
Quantec,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Swans,
Avey Tare,
Terrestrial Tones,
Amazonics,
Gichy Dan,
Warren Ellis,
Banda Bassotti,
Silicon Teens,
Livin' Joy,
Fela Kuti,
Pharoah Sanders,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jeff Mills,
The Martian,
Junior Murvin,
Derrick May,
Visage,
Crooked Eye,
Dorothy Ashby,
Kurtis Blow,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Television,
Ultra Naté,
The Modern Lovers,
Bad Manners,
Audionom,
Khruangbin,
Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly.
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.