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 Rwanda and from Beijing.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Piero Umiliani to the jazz 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 Smiths. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Malaria! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
The Moody Blues,
The Cure,
The Vogues,
Bang On A Can,
Harpers Bizarre,
Cal Tjader,
Bronski Beat,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Loose Ends,
Yusef Lateef,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Eve St. Jones,
Nas,
Oblivians,
Alphaville,
The Beau Brummels,
Pierre Henry,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Make Up,
Zero Boys,
Jacques Brel,
Stereo Dub,
The Mummies,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Robert Görl,
David Axelrod,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Red Krayola,
Jimmy McGriff,
Con Funk Shun,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Shoche,
Minutemen,
Boredoms,
Amon Düül,
New York Dolls,
Bizarre Inc.,
Janne Schatter,
Q65,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nico,
Iggy Pop,
Todd Rundgren,
Tomorrow,
Tubeway Army,
DJ Sneak,
Ossler,
E-Dancer,
Hardrive,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Boogie Down Productions,
Pantaleimon,
Blancmange,
Circle Jerks,
Desert Stars,
Rotary Connection,
Warsaw,
The Motions,
The Selecter,
Sound Behaviour,
Morten Harket,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.