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 Micronesia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 snare 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 The Kinks to the dance 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 The Invisible. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stiv Bators,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sun Ra,
Johnny Clarke,
Das Ding,
Public Enemy,
Guru Guru,
The Black Dice,
CMW,
Marshall Jefferson,
Porter Ricks,
Panda Bear,
Derrick Morgan,
Peter & Gordon,
Qualms,
Ponytail,
The Knickerbockers,
The Trojans,
Gastr Del Sol,
Pussy Galore,
Radio Birdman,
Beasts of Bourbon,
H. Thieme,
Kerrie Biddell,
the Soft Cell,
Donny Hathaway,
Arab on Radar,
Sarah Menescal,
Buzzcocks,
Nico,
Lightning Bolt,
The Victims,
Dorothy Ashby,
Pantaleimon,
Stockholm Monsters,
Duran Duran,
Liliput,
Eve St. Jones,
Visage,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Average White Band,
Eddi Front,
Andrew Hill,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Martian,
Throbbing Gristle,
Arthur Verocai,
Grauzone,
Yaz,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Wasted Youth,
Nils Olav,
The Barracudas,
Judy Mowatt,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Standells,
Tears for Fears,
Warren Ellis,
Skriet,
La Düsseldorf,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.