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 Djibouti and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 DJ Style to the techno 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 Average White Band. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magazine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
The American Breed,
Prince Buster,
Skaos,
Warren Ellis,
Schoolly D,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Move,
Kaleidoscope,
Quando Quango,
Hardrive,
Sonic Youth,
Bluetip,
Andrew Hill,
The Zeros,
Robert Görl,
the Sonics,
Anthony Braxton,
The Alarm Clocks,
Delon & Dalcan,
Fluxion,
The Black Dice,
Derrick Morgan,
Slave,
Cluster,
Black Moon,
Iggy Pop,
Marine Girls,
The Fugs,
Public Image Ltd.,
Cecil Taylor,
Matthew Bourne,
Siglo XX,
Leonard Cohen,
Connie Case,
The Music Machine,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Searchers,
Aural Exciters,
MC5,
The Angels of Light,
Bobby Byrd,
The Count Five,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Matthew Halsall,
Electric Light Orchestra,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Amazonics,
Ultravox,
Avey Tare,
Oblivians,
Aloha Tigers,
The J.B.'s,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nas,
Roxy Music,
Minny Pops,
Camberwell Now,
Skarface,
Supertramp,
Gabor Szabo,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.