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 Mali and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Motions,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
the Association,
Hardrive,
Morten Harket,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Althea and Donna,
the Normal,
Ituana,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Donald Byrd,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Sonics,
Dark Day,
10cc,
Excepter,
Alison Limerick,
AZ,
Scientists,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Andrew Hill,
Jacob Miller,
The Slits,
Heaven 17,
Second Layer,
Q65,
June of 44,
Banda Bassotti,
Kayak,
Grauzone,
Deepchord,
Crash Course in Science,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ronan,
New Order,
Nico,
Frankie Knuckles,
Erasure,
CMW,
Popol Vuh,
Joe Smooth,
Aural Exciters,
Jandek,
The Dirtbombs,
The Beau Brummels,
the Swans,
The Music Machine,
The Birthday Party,
Fluxion,
Chrome,
Altered Images,
The Victims,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Freddie Wadling,
Tim Buckley,
Sparks,
Dorothy Ashby,
Cheater Slicks,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.