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 Thailand and from Glasgow.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 linndrum 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 Delon & Dalcan to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hot Snakes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
Sparks,
Yusef Lateef,
Marine Girls,
Average White Band,
David Axelrod,
Avey Tare,
Lebanon Hanover,
Alton Ellis,
Deadbeat,
cv313,
Minnie Riperton,
Connie Case,
Donald Byrd,
Eric Copeland,
Porter Ricks,
Magazine,
Basic Channel,
Nas,
Slick Rick,
Chris Corsano,
The Tremeloes,
Joyce Sims,
the Association,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Beau Brummels,
Bobby Womack,
The Mummies,
Crash Course in Science,
Archie Shepp,
The Barracudas,
Icehouse,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Moleskins,
the Bar-Kays,
The Dirtbombs,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Crooked Eye,
The Cowsills,
Chris & Cosey,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Index,
Monks,
Glenn Branca,
Boredoms,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camouflage,
Brand Nubian,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lalo Schifrin,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Donny Hathaway,
Arab on Radar,
Symarip,
Howard Jones,
Godley & Creme,
Tubeway Army,
Heaven 17,
The Durutti Column,
Siglo XX,
Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis.
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.