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 United States and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Albert Ayler to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blues Magoos,
Althea and Donna,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Royal Trux,
This Heat,
10cc,
K-Klass,
The Alarm Clocks,
Suburban Knight,
Lakeside,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
the Association,
Steve Hackett,
Cymande,
Lyres,
Index,
Boogie Down Productions,
Scan 7,
Supertramp,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pierre Henry,
the Swans,
Morten Harket,
Barry Ungar,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
KRS-One,
JFA,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Fad Gadget,
Quantec,
Judy Mowatt,
New Order,
Wasted Youth,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Monks,
Masters at Work,
Country Teasers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Camberwell Now,
Ponytail,
Oneida,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
the Germs,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
John Cale,
The American Breed,
The Divine Comedy,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Moebius,
Deadbeat,
Icehouse,
Agent Orange,
Model 500,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fear,
Slave,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
the Slits,
Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding.
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.