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 Nicaragua and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 808 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 Roy Ayers to the techno 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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nik Kershaw,
Eli Mardock,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Section 25,
Depeche Mode,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Glenn Branca,
Sonic Youth,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Quando Quango,
Mad Mike,
Carl Craig,
The Divine Comedy,
Sight & Sound,
Johnny Osbourne,
Toni Rubio,
The Dirtbombs,
The Fugs,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Yusef Lateef,
The Walker Brothers,
The J.B.'s,
The Fall,
The Gories,
Bad Manners,
Maurizio,
The Offenders,
Altered Images,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Fatback Band,
Anthony Braxton,
EPMD,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Hardrive,
LL Cool J,
Aaron Thompson,
Cluster,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Arthur Verocai,
Scientists,
Marc Almond,
the Soft Cell,
Kenny Larkin,
Eden Ahbez,
Flash Fearless,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Real Kids,
Kerri Chandler,
Dual Sessions,
Davy DMX,
Blancmange,
It's A Beautiful Day,
ABBA,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Cybotron,
MDC,
Eric B and Rakim,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.