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 Solomon Islands and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Eric Dolphy to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA 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 a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rites of Spring,
The Motions,
The New Christs,
Television Personalities,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Drive Like Jehu,
FM Einheit,
The Shadows of Knight,
Mantronix,
R.M.O.,
Organ,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tomorrow,
Isaac Hayes,
Robert Görl,
Nils Olav,
Scion,
Audionom,
The Blues Magoos,
Bill Wells,
The Offenders,
Kaleidoscope,
The Barracudas,
Leonard Cohen,
The Gap Band,
Andrew Hill,
OOIOO,
Jerry's Kids,
JFA,
Desert Stars,
Wire,
Ice-T,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Roy Ayers,
Cluster,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bobby Womack,
Eurythmics,
David McCallum,
Deadbeat,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
David Bowie,
Throbbing Gristle,
T.S.O.L.,
Urselle,
Fear,
Pantaleimon,
Lakeside,
Black Bananas,
Eric Dolphy,
EPMD,
Barbara Tucker,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Cure,
Basic Channel,
Letta Mbulu,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Young Marble Giants,
The Gories,
Trumans Water,
Ten City,
Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler.
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.