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 Zambia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Gil Scott Heron to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All The Mummies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Scientists,
Delta 5,
Fluxion,
Eurythmics,
Mars,
Curtis Mayfield,
Mission of Burma,
Dawn Penn,
Inner City,
the Sonics,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Dead C,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
the Human League,
Pantytec,
Soulsonic Force,
Talk Talk,
Maleditus Sound,
The Pop Group,
T.S.O.L.,
Livin' Joy,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Don Cherry,
Gichy Dan,
The Busters,
Eddi Front,
Jeru the Damaja,
Audionom,
Funkadelic,
Freddie Wadling,
Ultra Naté,
Bang On A Can,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Delon & Dalcan,
Marcia Griffiths,
Danielle Patucci,
Man Eating Sloth,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Eve St. Jones,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Brick,
Con Funk Shun,
Parry Music,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Barracudas,
Whodini,
Grauzone,
MDC,
Derrick May,
Morten Harket,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
H. Thieme,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Porter Ricks,
Bluetip,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Black Moon,
Public Image Ltd.,
Nick Fraelich,
Oneida,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.