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 Iraq and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Warsaw to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Victims. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Malaria! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
The Toasters,
Radiohead,
The Fuzztones,
The Modern Lovers,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
New York Dolls,
Jacques Brel,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jandek,
Pantytec,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Neil Young,
Ponytail,
The Vogues,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Derrick Morgan,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Monks,
World's Most,
Vladislav Delay,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Move,
Second Layer,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lungfish,
Television,
Chrome,
The Trojans,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Jacob Miller,
The Birthday Party,
Yellowson,
Glenn Branca,
Franke,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ituana,
Bizarre Inc.,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
8 Eyed Spy,
Public Image Ltd.,
Section 25,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Big Daddy Kane,
Crash Course in Science,
Max Romeo,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Blackbyrds,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ornette Coleman,
Joyce Sims,
John Lydon,
Cal Tjader,
Ten City,
Unrelated Segments,
Fatback Band,
Bush Tetras,
Stiv Bators,
Crispian St. Peters,
DNA,
48th St. Collective,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.