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 Singapore and from Mexico City.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lyon.
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 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 Johnny Osbourne to the rock 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 The Fuzztones. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Names 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
Matthew Bourne,
David McCallum,
Tomorrow,
Fatback Band,
Blossom Toes,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Toasters,
Flash Fearless,
48th St. Collective,
Whodini,
Magazine,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Cure,
Nico,
Basic Channel,
Eden Ahbez,
Groovy Waters,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Alison Limerick,
Eli Mardock,
David Axelrod,
A Certain Ratio,
Minnie Riperton,
The Last Poets,
Wolf Eyes,
Bang On A Can,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Skaos,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pylon,
Lower 48,
Godley & Creme,
Hashim,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Human League,
The Fortunes,
Barrington Levy,
Half Japanese,
Negative Approach,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Mad Mike,
Funky Four + One,
Joensuu 1685,
Animal Collective,
Donny Hathaway,
Symarip,
Eve St. Jones,
Letta Mbulu,
The Index,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lindisfarne,
Underground Resistance,
Popol Vuh,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fugazi,
Albert Ayler,
Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion.
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.