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 Norway and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Donald Fagen 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 Little Man to the electroclash 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 The Cramps. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Eurythmics,
Jeff Mills,
X-101,
H. Thieme,
Lou Christie,
The Gun Club,
Metal Thangz,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Seeds,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sound Behaviour,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Jawbox,
Jerry's Kids,
Sex Pistols,
Visage,
The Selecter,
Negative Approach,
The Doors,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Darondo,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Happenings,
Charles Mingus,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Germs,
The Cowsills,
Fear,
Crash Course in Science,
AZ,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kas Product,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Black Moon,
Surgeon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
June Days,
The Kinks,
The Saints,
Skaos,
The Dead C,
Deadbeat,
The Offenders,
Thee Headcoats,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ronnie Foster,
Barbara Tucker,
The Sonics,
The Motions,
Aaron Thompson,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Blues Magoos,
Tropical Tobacco,
Reuben Wilson,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.