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 Sudan and from Toronto.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Woodstock.
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 theremin 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 Erykah Badu to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacques Brel 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry Gold Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mark Hollis,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Section 25,
Agent Orange,
Alice Coltrane,
LL Cool J,
Funky Four + One,
Brick,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Davy DMX,
Parry Music,
Scott Walker,
The Remains,
Connie Case,
Dennis Brown,
Amon Düül II,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Barracudas,
Ronan,
Wolf Eyes,
The Pretty Things,
Juan Atkins,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Circle Jerks,
ABBA,
Quando Quango,
FM Einheit,
Jeff Mills,
The Raincoats,
Liliput,
Unwound,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Dawn Penn,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bluetip,
Rod Modell,
Anakelly,
Sister Nancy,
Harry Pussy,
The Fuzztones,
Warsaw,
Arthur Verocai,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Divine Comedy,
Radiohead,
Hoover,
Tomorrow,
Depeche Mode,
The Smoke,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Wally Richardson,
Danielle Patucci,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Motions,
Steve Hackett,
Stiv Bators,
Alison Limerick,
The Kinks,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sun Ra,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.