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 United States and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 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 Cluster to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All The Count Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DNA 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
Tom Boy,
Slick Rick,
Accadde A,
Suburban Knight,
Anakelly,
Jacques Brel,
The Trojans,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Sonics,
Donald Byrd,
Pet Shop Boys,
Pole,
Ken Boothe,
Rekid,
Crime,
Delta 5,
These Immortal Souls,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Surgeon,
Organ,
Yaz,
Bill Near,
X-Ray Spex,
Robert Wyatt,
Morten Harket,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Hoover,
Skaos,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Yusef Lateef,
Black Flag,
Kaleidoscope,
Youth Brigade,
Sun Ra,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Gories,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Zero Boys,
Lalann,
Duran Duran,
Al Stewart,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Young Rascals,
Sex Pistols,
Blancmange,
CMW,
Tim Buckley,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Animal Collective,
DNA,
Lee Hazlewood,
Banda Bassotti,
Hot Snakes,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Nick Fraelich,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Raincoats,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Albert Ayler,
Brand Nubian,
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
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.