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 Korea North and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 spring reverb 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 Symarip to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All The Cowsills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris Corsano 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doobie Brothers,
Laurel Aitken,
Black Pus,
The Birthday Party,
Nick Fraelich,
Eric Dolphy,
The Gap Band,
Kas Product,
Second Layer,
Marshall Jefferson,
John Cale,
Crash Course in Science,
Adolescents,
Oneida,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
DNA,
Neu!,
Donny Hathaway,
Nation of Ulysses,
Goldenarms,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jandek,
The Leaves,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
L. Decosne,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The American Breed,
Television,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Moebius,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Eve St. Jones,
Kool Moe Dee,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Metal Thangz,
The Human League,
Urselle,
Mars,
Siglo XX,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Slits,
Charles Mingus,
Suburban Knight,
The Martian,
Bobby Sherman,
Arthur Verocai,
Sam Rivers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sex Pistols,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Thompson Twins,
Public Image Ltd.,
Quadrant,
Tim Buckley,
La Düsseldorf,
Warsaw,
Gang of Four,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Aaron Thompson,
Anakelly,
Excepter,
Scan 7,
8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy.
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.