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 Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 organ 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 Todd Rundgren to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All The Jesus and Mary Chain tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Bar-Kays record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hot Snakes,
Peter and Kerry,
Theoretical Girls,
Lalann,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Seeds,
Kas Product,
Brass Construction,
The Dirtbombs,
Marvin Gaye,
Yaz,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Fortunes,
the Association,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Iggy Pop,
Carl Craig,
Neil Young,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sonny Sharrock,
Wire,
Ice-T,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gang of Four,
Joensuu 1685,
Half Japanese,
Charles Mingus,
Thee Headcoats,
The Martian,
Darondo,
The Mummies,
Sight & Sound,
Graham Central Station,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Dead C,
Chris & Cosey,
the Swans,
Juan Atkins,
OOIOO,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gang Green,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Beau Brummels,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Blackbyrds,
Rotary Connection,
The Moleskins,
Derrick May,
Godley & Creme,
Barry Ungar,
Livin' Joy,
The Fuzztones,
Supertramp,
Scan 7,
Judy Mowatt,
Au Pairs,
The Five Americans,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.