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 Korea South and from Taipei.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Robert Palmer 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 T. Rex to the disco 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 Rites of Spring. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Model 500 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Grey Daturas,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lungfish,
Visage,
Peter & Gordon,
Slick Rick,
Gang of Four,
H. Thieme,
Roy Ayers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Offenders,
The Vogues,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
MDC,
Jimmy McGriff,
FM Einheit,
Warsaw,
Symarip,
a-ha,
Wolf Eyes,
Qualms,
Carl Craig,
Tubeway Army,
Archie Shepp,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ponytail,
Skaos,
Sixth Finger,
Dave Gahan,
The Misunderstood,
Quadrant,
Michelle Simonal,
The Remains,
Sun Ra,
Radiohead,
Ken Boothe,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Eden Ahbez,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sight & Sound,
Ronnie Foster,
Echospace,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Young Rascals,
Intrusion,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Television Personalities,
Pagans,
Popol Vuh,
Television,
Unwound,
Flash Fearless,
Pulsallama,
Davy DMX,
The Divine Comedy,
Camberwell Now,
MC5,
Arcadia,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.