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 Somalia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 synthesizer 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 ABBA to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Eric Copeland. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harry Pussy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro 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?
JFA,
Nick Fraelich,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Sonics,
Bush Tetras,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Marmalade,
Dark Day,
The Beau Brummels,
Joy Division,
Roger Hodgson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ossler,
Hashim,
The Modern Lovers,
Eric B and Rakim,
Young Marble Giants,
The Cramps,
Vladislav Delay,
Kaleidoscope,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Slits,
Panda Bear,
Mary Jane Girls,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Blancmange,
Delta 5,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Gap Band,
Thompson Twins,
Yellowson,
the Soft Cell,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Essential Logic,
Cybotron,
Joyce Sims,
Malaria!,
Anthony Braxton,
Soft Machine,
Lalo Schifrin,
Junior Murvin,
Bauhaus,
Franke,
Audionom,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Busters,
Bronski Beat,
The Red Krayola,
Swell Maps,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Leonard Cohen,
Crime,
Neu!,
Accadde A,
Boredoms,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Reuben Wilson,
David Bowie,
Bluetip,
Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya.
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.