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 Portugal and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Holger Czukay 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 Dave Clark Five to the punk 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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Big Daddy Kane,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Liliput,
Section 25,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cecil Taylor,
Janne Schatter,
Pantytec,
Joey Negro,
Thee Headcoats,
FM Einheit,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Symarip,
Nas,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Animal Collective,
Parry Music,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Zeros,
Television,
Gang Green,
Dennis Brown,
Moebius,
Ossler,
Rod Modell,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Model 500,
The Dave Clark Five,
X-102,
Harry Pussy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Gladiators,
the Human League,
Arab on Radar,
48th St. Collective,
Isaac Hayes,
Lee Hazlewood,
Aaron Thompson,
Intrusion,
Idris Muhammad,
Groovy Waters,
Guru Guru,
Brass Construction,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Surgeon,
The Standells,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Dawn Penn,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gabor Szabo,
Sällskapet,
Archie Shepp,
Aural Exciters,
New York Dolls,
Cameo,
Reagan Youth,
Deakin,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Searchers,
The United States of America,
UT,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.