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 Togo and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Edmonton.
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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Jacob Miller to the grime 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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All Graham Central Station tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 48th St. Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Enemy,
Soul Sonic Force,
Von Mondo,
Oblivians,
Aaron Thompson,
The Real Kids,
Flipper,
Unrelated Segments,
Deepchord,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kayak,
Jawbox,
The Dead C,
Ultra Naté,
Flash Fearless,
The Beau Brummels,
Animal Collective,
Carl Craig,
A Certain Ratio,
Delon & Dalcan,
MDC,
Ituana,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bobby Womack,
Sound Behaviour,
Groovy Waters,
Yusef Lateef,
Skarface,
Ice-T,
The Mummies,
The Fall,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Japan,
DNA,
Graham Central Station,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Dave Clark Five,
Roy Ayers,
Vladislav Delay,
Ultravox,
Sun City Girls,
Intrusion,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Fire Engines,
The Victims,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gregory Isaacs,
Harmonia,
The Five Americans,
Yaz,
Black Sheep,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Al Stewart,
Deakin,
Jandek,
Jacques Brel,
The Martian,
Jeru the Damaja,
Qualms,
Terrestrial Tones,
Severed Heads,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.