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 Dominican Republic and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 sitar 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 Brick to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All Nas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Livin' Joy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
U.S. Maple,
Bobby Sherman,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Crooked Eye,
The Leaves,
Johnny Clarke,
Average White Band,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Dead C,
Radiohead,
Organ,
DJ Sneak,
Whodini,
Ultimate Spinach,
Cecil Taylor,
Cluster,
Mission of Burma,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Neon Judgement,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Star Department,
Nik Kershaw,
Model 500,
kango's stein massive,
Nation of Ulysses,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bootsy Collins,
The Fire Engines,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Easy Going,
Davy DMX,
Yusef Lateef,
Barrington Levy,
Avey Tare,
KRS-One,
Barclay James Harvest,
FM Einheit,
The Modern Lovers,
Al Stewart,
Delon & Dalcan,
Joensuu 1685,
Minor Threat,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Altered Images,
Deakin,
Chrome,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Amon Düül,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Fear,
Tom Boy,
The Zeros,
Lakeside,
Hasil Adkins,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Birthday Party,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Residents,
Ice-T,
John Foxx,
Echospace,
World's Most, World's Most, World's Most, World's Most.
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.