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 Benin and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Panda Bear to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth 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?
Carl Craig,
Swell Maps,
Delon & Dalcan,
Glambeats Corp.,
FM Einheit,
The Barracudas,
Smog,
Judy Mowatt,
The Last Poets,
The Durutti Column,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Morten Harket,
Fugazi,
The Busters,
Bizarre Inc.,
The J.B.'s,
The Misunderstood,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Kinks,
Man Parrish,
Quadrant,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Tres Demented,
The Motions,
Au Pairs,
Animal Collective,
The Music Machine,
The Five Americans,
T.S.O.L.,
Ralphi Rosario,
Whodini,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Move,
The Young Rascals,
Cecil Taylor,
Ronan,
PIL,
Joey Negro,
Gang of Four,
10cc,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Letta Mbulu,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Scott Walker,
Kurtis Blow,
Chris Corsano,
Suicide,
LL Cool J,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Seeds,
The Searchers,
Fear,
Inner City,
Jacob Miller,
Von Mondo,
Technova,
Symarip,
The Index, The Index, The Index, The Index.
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.