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 Sweden and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sparks 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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
The Fugs,
Godley & Creme,
The Doobie Brothers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Monolake,
Banda Bassotti,
The Busters,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Maleditus Sound,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Neon Judgement,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Hashim,
Siglo XX,
Shuggie Otis,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Gap Band,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Drexciya,
the Normal,
Maurizio,
the Slits,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Archie Shepp,
The Knickerbockers,
Metal Thangz,
Janne Schatter,
X-101,
David Axelrod,
Leonard Cohen,
Bobby Byrd,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gang Starr,
Anakelly,
Goldenarms,
Darondo,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pantaleimon,
Liliput,
The Electric Prunes,
Scan 7,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Motorama,
Flipper,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sparks,
Scrapy,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Stetsasonic,
Skaos,
Angry Samoans,
Dorothy Ashby,
Mission of Burma,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Alton Ellis,
Nas,
Henry Cow,
A Certain Ratio,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.