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 Switzerland and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Bill Near to the grunge 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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scrapy,
Leonard Cohen,
Joe Finger,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sparks,
Lalann,
Sound Behaviour,
The Cowsills,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Pretty Things,
Outsiders,
Yusef Lateef,
Nico,
The Fuzztones,
Y Pants,
Aloha Tigers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Monochrome Set,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bill Wells,
The Electric Prunes,
The Trojans,
Isaac Hayes,
Soul Sonic Force,
Main Source,
Youth Brigade,
Freddie Wadling,
The Litter,
Pharoah Sanders,
Porter Ricks,
Bobby Womack,
Crash Course in Science,
The Mojo Men,
Stetsasonic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Wings,
Peter & Gordon,
MDC,
Godley & Creme,
B.T. Express,
The Count Five,
The Black Dice,
Eli Mardock,
the Soft Cell,
Toni Rubio,
The Fire Engines,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Buzzcocks,
Saccharine Trust,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Patti Smith,
Stiv Bators,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Beau Brummels,
Dennis Brown,
FM Einheit,
Spoonie Gee,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.