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 Lithuania and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 UT to the jazz 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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All The Blues Magoos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott Heron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rekid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Music Machine,
China Crisis,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bobby Hutcherson,
CMW,
Youth Brigade,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Crash Course in Science,
Michelle Simonal,
The Buckinghams,
Bootsy Collins,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
D'Angelo,
Rakim,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Radio Birdman,
The Seeds,
Mantronix,
Gang Starr,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pantytec,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Moody Blues,
Sound Behaviour,
The Gap Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eli Mardock,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Negative Approach,
Crime,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Avey Tare,
Marmalade,
Desert Stars,
Max Romeo,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Gories,
Rufus Thomas,
Aloha Tigers,
Stetsasonic,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Suicide,
the Human League,
Oneida,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
June Days,
Young Marble Giants,
Roxy Music,
Chrome,
Guru Guru,
T.S.O.L.,
Iggy Pop,
The American Breed,
Bobby Byrd,
Newcleus,
DJ Style,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lower 48,
The Victims,
Banda Bassotti,
The Gun Club,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.