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 Cambodia and from Woodstock.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 clarinet 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 The Slits to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Public Image Ltd.. All the underground hits.
All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
The New Christs,
Gerry Rafferty,
Drive Like Jehu,
Agitation Free,
Model 500,
Aswad,
X-102,
Chris & Cosey,
John Coltrane,
Average White Band,
Mandrill,
Pagans,
Iggy Pop,
Marmalade,
KRS-One,
Roger Hodgson,
New Age Steppers,
The Monochrome Set,
Toni Rubio,
Amon Düül,
Banda Bassotti,
Nils Olav,
Television,
Parry Music,
Matthew Halsall,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Don Cherry,
MDC,
The Seeds,
Josef K,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Joey Negro,
Boredoms,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Leaves,
Roy Ayers,
Albert Ayler,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scion,
Tomorrow,
Ultravox,
John Foxx,
Kevin Saunderson,
Flash Fearless,
Blossom Toes,
Pierre Henry,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lyres,
Kurtis Blow,
Archie Shepp,
Franke,
Rekid,
CMW,
Danielle Patucci,
The Durutti Column,
Livin' Joy,
Absolute Body Control,
The Victims,
Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron.
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.