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 Yemen and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Hashim to the funk 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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.
All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
Cluster,
Stockholm Monsters,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
KRS-One,
John Cale,
The Index,
Chris Corsano,
Freddie Wadling,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Basic Channel,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Panda Bear,
The Fuzztones,
Bill Wells,
The Cramps,
Vainqueur,
Tom Boy,
Schoolly D,
Eden Ahbez,
Kurtis Blow,
Model 500,
ABC,
Pagans,
Big Daddy Kane,
Roxy Music,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Flash Fearless,
Index,
Q65,
Joyce Sims,
The Dead C,
Lakeside,
T. Rex,
Mantronix,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Happenings,
H. Thieme,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
D'Angelo,
The Offenders,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Babytalk,
Eric Dolphy,
Silicon Teens,
Chrome,
Bang On A Can,
Infiniti,
Yusef Lateef,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Buckinghams,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Pretty Things,
Josef K,
the Swans,
Scrapy,
Nation of Ulysses,
Peter and Kerry,
Delta 5,
Nick Fraelich,
Flipper,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.