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 Poland and from Tehran.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Michael McDonald 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 Nirvana to the jazz 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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All Panda Bear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
Hoover,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dorothy Ashby,
EPMD,
Basic Channel,
Kas Product,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kenny Larkin,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Connie Case,
David McCallum,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
8 Eyed Spy,
One Last Wish,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Scrapy,
The Toasters,
Steve Hackett,
Los Fastidios,
Moss Icon,
Dave Gahan,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ten City,
Janne Schatter,
Eric Copeland,
Man Parrish,
Rapeman,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
10cc,
Boz Scaggs,
Flash Fearless,
MDC,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Erykah Badu,
Quantec,
Delta 5,
New Order,
Peter and Kerry,
Angry Samoans,
Deadbeat,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Doobie Brothers,
Minny Pops,
Todd Terry,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Divine Comedy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Index,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Standells,
New Age Steppers,
CMW,
Robert Wyatt,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Vogues,
Stiv Bators,
Joy Division,
Smog,
Oblivians,
Panda Bear,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.