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 China and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 mellotron 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 Delon & Dalcan to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Country Joe & The Fish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
The Gladiators,
The New Christs,
Minutemen,
Traffic Nightmare,
Cabaret Voltaire,
MDC,
Vladislav Delay,
Basic Channel,
Sällskapet,
Lightning Bolt,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Eddi Front,
Kurtis Blow,
The Dead C,
Mo-Dettes,
EPMD,
Eric Dolphy,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Matthew Halsall,
The Walker Brothers,
The Buckinghams,
Black Moon,
Zapp,
Wasted Youth,
The Index,
Whodini,
The Standells,
Popol Vuh,
Metal Thangz,
The Associates,
Stiv Bators,
Peter and Kerry,
The Remains,
Ken Boothe,
Pantaleimon,
Echospace,
Soft Cell,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Trumans Water,
Anthony Braxton,
Colin Newman,
kango's stein massive,
Unwound,
Guru Guru,
Reuben Wilson,
Isaac Hayes,
Infiniti,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Funkadelic,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Mark Hollis,
DJ Style,
The Red Krayola,
Grey Daturas,
Tears for Fears,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Shoche,
Cymande,
Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith.
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.