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 Spain and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 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 Eden Ahbez to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stockholm Monsters,
Avey Tare,
Visage,
Jeff Mills,
Barry Ungar,
Dual Sessions,
Scion,
Zero Boys,
Unwound,
Matthew Halsall,
Chris Corsano,
Davy DMX,
Glambeats Corp.,
F. McDonald,
Juan Atkins,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Human League,
Jimmy McGriff,
Danielle Patucci,
Rosa Yemen,
Jacques Brel,
Warren Ellis,
Sonic Youth,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Unrelated Segments,
The Searchers,
Hoover,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Marine Girls,
Interpol,
Skriet,
Guru Guru,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Franke,
Rhythm & Sound,
Mr. Review,
L. Decosne,
Ornette Coleman,
Bob Dylan,
The Walker Brothers,
Funky Four + One,
Oneida,
The Skatalites,
Popol Vuh,
Girls At Our Best!,
Shoche,
Pagans,
the Swans,
OOIOO,
Talk Talk,
Blancmange,
June Days,
Urselle,
Sight & Sound,
The Slits,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Velvet Underground,
The Count Five,
Kerrie Biddell,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.