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 Brunei and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Ajijia Myrayebe to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Connie Case record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet 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?
Average White Band,
Groovy Waters,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Toni Rubio,
Graham Central Station,
Swans,
Ronan,
Iggy Pop,
Mo-Dettes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Maurizio,
Thompson Twins,
B.T. Express,
Aloha Tigers,
The Pretty Things,
The Stooges,
Grauzone,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Pop Group,
Hardrive,
Magma,
Rod Modell,
The Birthday Party,
Angry Samoans,
The Gun Club,
Cybotron,
Gabor Szabo,
Harry Pussy,
Stiv Bators,
David Axelrod,
The Gap Band,
Von Mondo,
Susan Cadogan,
Bizarre Inc.,
Carl Craig,
The Dead C,
Soul II Soul,
Derrick May,
The Martian,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Invisible,
Maleditus Sound,
Dark Day,
Bronski Beat,
Mary Jane Girls,
Hot Snakes,
Camberwell Now,
DJ Sneak,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lightning Bolt,
June Days,
Bush Tetras,
Hoover,
Shoche,
Mission of Burma,
Warren Ellis,
Grey Daturas,
Skaos,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
LL Cool J,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.