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 Morocco and from Taipei.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 spring reverb 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 Bauhaus to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agent Orange 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brass Construction record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Suburban Knight,
The Searchers,
K-Klass,
Sam Rivers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kaleidoscope,
Public Image Ltd.,
Andrew Hill,
Tears for Fears,
Eurythmics,
Lungfish,
Eli Mardock,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Eric Dolphy,
Iggy Pop,
Bobby Sherman,
Judy Mowatt,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Stereo Dub,
Delta 5,
Byron Stingily,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Amon Düül,
Cymande,
Circle Jerks,
Los Fastidios,
Youth Brigade,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Television Personalities,
Flash Fearless,
Bizarre Inc.,
F. McDonald,
Motorama,
E-Dancer,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Unwound,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Letta Mbulu,
Scientists,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bob Dylan,
the Sonics,
Grandmaster Flash,
X-101,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Techniques,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Loose Ends,
Lightning Bolt,
Livin' Joy,
Supertramp,
Minor Threat,
Harry Pussy,
Ken Boothe,
The Doors,
Camberwell Now,
Spoonie Gee,
Todd Rundgren,
ABBA,
The Birthday Party,
Mantronix,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.