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 East Timor and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and New York.
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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Cramps to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Velvet Underground,
Darondo,
Lakeside,
Gang Green,
Ludus,
World's Most,
These Immortal Souls,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Marine Girls,
Quando Quango,
Roy Ayers,
Porter Ricks,
Sarah Menescal,
Minny Pops,
Boz Scaggs,
The Cramps,
Siglo XX,
Eddi Front,
Sällskapet,
Danielle Patucci,
ABC,
Grandmaster Flash,
Eli Mardock,
Skriet,
Japan,
Mary Jane Girls,
Albert Ayler,
Flash Fearless,
Electric Prunes,
Godley & Creme,
Idris Muhammad,
Kerri Chandler,
Blancmange,
Minutemen,
Davy DMX,
Schoolly D,
Throbbing Gristle,
The United States of America,
Aloha Tigers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Trojans,
Pantytec,
Parry Music,
Tommy Roe,
D'Angelo,
Amazonics,
The Vogues,
Ten City,
Brick,
DNA,
Toni Rubio,
Iggy Pop,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Birthday Party,
Roger Hodgson,
Brass Construction,
Isaac Hayes,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pet Shop Boys,
Cymande,
Das Ding,
The Walker Brothers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.