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 Korea South and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 Cameo to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tom Boy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
Gang Starr,
Vladislav Delay,
Echospace,
Livin' Joy,
Magazine,
Babytalk,
Eric Dolphy,
Trumans Water,
Joe Finger,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Grandmaster Flash,
Urselle,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Big Daddy Kane,
Peter & Gordon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
kango's stein massive,
Albert Ayler,
DNA,
The Toasters,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Smoke,
Yusef Lateef,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Neon Judgement,
Hashim,
Bronski Beat,
Frankie Knuckles,
Tubeway Army,
The Doors,
The Red Krayola,
The Slackers,
Davy DMX,
Dorothy Ashby,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Dark Day,
B.T. Express,
the Association,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ken Boothe,
Nas,
Swans,
Peter and Kerry,
Altered Images,
The Invisible,
The Moleskins,
Mandrill,
T.S.O.L.,
Kenny Larkin,
These Immortal Souls,
Oblivians,
Von Mondo,
Model 500,
The Evens,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Prince Buster,
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
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.