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 Mozambique and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Jesus and Mary Chain to the funk 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 The Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All Gastr Del Sol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nico 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Maurizio,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sugar Minott,
The Skatalites,
The Music Machine,
Kerri Chandler,
The New Christs,
Underground Resistance,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Anthony Braxton,
Minutemen,
Dorothy Ashby,
Todd Terry,
Carl Craig,
Deakin,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
JFA,
John Holt,
Hardrive,
The Buckinghams,
Chris & Cosey,
Patti Smith,
Rod Modell,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Index,
Masters at Work,
Ornette Coleman,
A Certain Ratio,
Camouflage,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bill Near,
Pierre Henry,
Ludus,
Sight & Sound,
The Fortunes,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Massinfluence,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
David Axelrod,
Matthew Halsall,
Nick Fraelich,
Sixth Finger,
Pet Shop Boys,
B.T. Express,
The Wake,
Minny Pops,
The Invisible,
One Last Wish,
Porter Ricks,
The Beau Brummels,
Crooked Eye,
Colin Newman,
Moss Icon,
Tommy Roe,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lalann,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.