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 Eritrea and from Beijing.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Michael McDonald 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 Sun City Girls to the jazz 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Suburban Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Count Five,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Second Layer,
Wings,
Vainqueur,
Depeche Mode,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Dorothy Ashby,
Rapeman,
The Tremeloes,
The Angels of Light,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Audionom,
The Star Department,
The Motions,
This Heat,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
John Holt,
Marmalade,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Half Japanese,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Selecter,
Von Mondo,
Japan,
Pulsallama,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Subhumans,
Warren Ellis,
The Cramps,
The Pretty Things,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ultra Naté,
Nico,
Massinfluence,
Shoche,
Excepter,
Anthony Braxton,
Roy Ayers,
DJ Style,
The Neon Judgement,
Crime,
Grey Daturas,
Donny Hathaway,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
cv313,
Traffic Nightmare,
David Axelrod,
The Young Rascals,
Blake Baxter,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nas,
The Leaves,
Skaos,
Black Bananas,
The Real Kids,
Kool Moe Dee,
Letta Mbulu,
Roxette,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
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.