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 Malawi and from Tokyo.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Jeff Mills to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reuben Wilson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brothers Johnson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Urselle,
Tim Buckley,
Danielle Patucci,
Aloha Tigers,
The Happenings,
Faraquet,
Zapp,
X-101,
Sonic Youth,
Bob Dylan,
Blossom Toes,
Tubeway Army,
In Retrospect,
Fear,
Slave,
Crash Course in Science,
Youth Brigade,
Frankie Knuckles,
Soul II Soul,
Television Personalities,
a-ha,
Cecil Taylor,
Nirvana,
Ponytail,
Mars,
Cal Tjader,
Brand Nubian,
Idris Muhammad,
Make Up,
Das Ding,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Minny Pops,
The Evens,
kango's stein massive,
Technova,
New Age Steppers,
Janne Schatter,
Procol Harum,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Susan Cadogan,
John Foxx,
Erasure,
Harry Pussy,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Scratch Acid,
The Litter,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Johnny Clarke,
Matthew Bourne,
The Busters,
Unrelated Segments,
The Fall,
Minnie Riperton,
Sonny Sharrock,
Joey Negro,
The Fire Engines,
The Smiths,
Infiniti,
Bauhaus,
The Cure, The Cure, The Cure, The Cure.
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.