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 Eritrea and from Hong Kong.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Eurythmics to the rap 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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rod Modell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Freddie Wadling,
Flash Fearless,
DJ Style,
The Litter,
Marshall Jefferson,
Public Enemy,
Gang Starr,
Radio Birdman,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Techniques,
Cecil Taylor,
Chrome,
The Velvet Underground,
Vladislav Delay,
Ten City,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lower 48,
Arthur Verocai,
Absolute Body Control,
Gabor Szabo,
Fat Boys,
The Stooges,
Carl Craig,
Ornette Coleman,
Jimmy McGriff,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
These Immortal Souls,
Joyce Sims,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Alarm Clocks,
B.T. Express,
Kas Product,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Scratch Acid,
Pantytec,
June of 44,
Public Image Ltd.,
Funkadelic,
The Gories,
the Fania All-Stars,
10cc,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lucky Dragons,
Shuggie Otis,
The Martian,
Tim Buckley,
Minnie Riperton,
Chris Corsano,
PIL,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Normal,
Scott Walker,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Donald Byrd,
Gang Green,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Prince Buster,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.