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 Korea North and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Radiopuhelimet to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Faraquet. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bush Tetras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Glambeats Corp.,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Pretty Things,
Albert Ayler,
Kas Product,
The Leaves,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Monks,
Roy Ayers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Oblivians,
R.M.O.,
The Monochrome Set,
In Retrospect,
Skaos,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sister Nancy,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Radiopuhelimet,
June Days,
Bronski Beat,
Reuben Wilson,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Hashim,
The Gories,
The Fugs,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Minor Threat,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Jacques Brel,
Amon Düül,
Anthony Braxton,
Sparks,
The Dirtbombs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Marshall Jefferson,
Black Sheep,
Heaven 17,
Eli Mardock,
Gang of Four,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Derrick May,
FM Einheit,
Kool Moe Dee,
Groovy Waters,
Ponytail,
Eden Ahbez,
Tubeway Army,
Motorama,
Nik Kershaw,
Ronan,
Agent Orange,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Aaron Thompson,
Television,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe.
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.