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 Australia and from Beijing.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Shanghai.
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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Brand Nubian to the disco 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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All New York Dolls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Todd Rundgren record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Reuben Wilson,
The Dave Clark Five,
Suicide,
Blancmange,
Public Enemy,
Faraquet,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Black Pus,
Sound Behaviour,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lucky Dragons,
Freddie Wadling,
Derrick Morgan,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Frankie Knuckles,
Siglo XX,
The Monochrome Set,
Lyres,
Lou Reed,
The Moody Blues,
The Birthday Party,
The Human League,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Tim Buckley,
Deepchord,
Average White Band,
Throbbing Gristle,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Roy Ayers,
Patti Smith,
Black Bananas,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Aural Exciters,
The Residents,
Infiniti,
Spandau Ballet,
Suburban Knight,
Alphaville,
UT,
The Count Five,
John Cale,
Connie Case,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sällskapet,
Tres Demented,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Silicon Teens,
Bobby Womack,
Leonard Cohen,
H. Thieme,
AZ,
Quadrant,
Marmalade,
Brand Nubian,
Crooked Eye,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Barry Ungar,
Joensuu 1685,
Sam Rivers,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.