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 Kuwait and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Lou Reed 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 Terrestrial Tones to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
Livin' Joy,
DNA,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
ABC,
Nation of Ulysses,
Niagra,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Nils Olav,
Wire,
Depeche Mode,
MC5,
The Angels of Light,
Supertramp,
CMW,
James White and The Blacks,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ronnie Foster,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Faraquet,
The Star Department,
Sexual Harrassment,
This Heat,
Tom Boy,
Simply Red,
Brass Construction,
F. McDonald,
Isaac Hayes,
Crispy Ambulance,
It's A Beautiful Day,
T.S.O.L.,
Delta 5,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The United States of America,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Birthday Party,
the Sonics,
Amon Düül II,
Jesper Dahlback,
Althea and Donna,
Q65,
Carl Craig,
Neil Young,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Walker Brothers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Schoolly D,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Grey Daturas,
The Invisible,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Camouflage,
Sun City Girls,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Fortunes,
The Fire Engines,
X-102,
Fatback Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.