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 Indonesia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Raincoats to the techno 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All Faust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Foxx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Carl Craig,
Warsaw,
The United States of America,
Vainqueur,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Real Kids,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lindisfarne,
The Cramps,
Cameo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Dead C,
Harmonia,
Siglo XX,
Gang Starr,
Unrelated Segments,
Marvin Gaye,
Ronnie Foster,
Y Pants,
Lower 48,
Erasure,
Grey Daturas,
The New Christs,
Don Cherry,
D'Angelo,
Rakim,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Joy Division,
Soul Sonic Force,
Joey Negro,
Make Up,
Bootsy Collins,
The Grass Roots,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pussy Galore,
Crime,
Robert Hood,
R.M.O.,
The Neon Judgement,
Sister Nancy,
Ossler,
Stereo Dub,
Desert Stars,
OOIOO,
Lucky Dragons,
Erykah Badu,
The Kinks,
Quantec,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Wire,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bang On A Can,
Soulsonic Force,
Robert Wyatt,
Joensuu 1685,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks.
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.