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 Malaysia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Kaleidoscope to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slits,
Main Source,
Avey Tare,
Scientists,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bobby Sherman,
Bizarre Inc.,
L. Decosne,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Matthew Halsall,
Faraquet,
The Move,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Reuben Wilson,
Gong,
Rakim,
The Count Five,
Beasts of Bourbon,
AZ,
Zero Boys,
The Searchers,
Kenny Larkin,
Accadde A,
Spandau Ballet,
Tim Buckley,
Pet Shop Boys,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Marcia Griffiths,
Alice Coltrane,
Ralphi Rosario,
Don Cherry,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Fall,
H. Thieme,
Danielle Patucci,
Sister Nancy,
Public Enemy,
Junior Murvin,
New Order,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Shadows of Knight,
Quadrant,
Arcadia,
Aaron Thompson,
Wings,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Delta 5,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rites of Spring,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Toasters,
Essential Logic,
Sound Behaviour,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Doors,
Television Personalities,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hardrive,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.