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 Uruguay and from New York.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Robert Palmer 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 Warsaw to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Dead Boys,
Jacob Miller,
The Knickerbockers,
The Sound,
DJ Sneak,
Freddie Wadling,
Eric Copeland,
Oblivians,
Arthur Verocai,
Bobbi Humphrey,
T. Rex,
Sparks,
Big Daddy Kane,
Royal Trux,
Ten City,
Jerry's Kids,
LL Cool J,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Audionom,
Bush Tetras,
Roxy Music,
the Human League,
Dark Day,
The Barracudas,
Vladislav Delay,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Suburban Knight,
Au Pairs,
John Lydon,
Country Teasers,
Lakeside,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Slave,
Spoonie Gee,
Idris Muhammad,
The Doors,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Funkadelic,
Moss Icon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
ABC,
Kerri Chandler,
Neu!,
Morten Harket,
Curtis Mayfield,
Dawn Penn,
Eric Dolphy,
Gang of Four,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Nick Fraelich,
the Bar-Kays,
Symarip,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Hardrive,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Model 500,
Davy DMX,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.