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 Azerbaijan and from Seoul.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Alison Limerick to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Camberwell Now. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
Ralphi Rosario,
Scott Walker,
Junior Murvin,
Gastr Del Sol,
Drexciya,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ohio Players,
Skriet,
Organ,
Ronan,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Joy Division,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Albert Ayler,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jandek,
Main Source,
Youth Brigade,
Vladislav Delay,
Crooked Eye,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
H. Thieme,
Dark Day,
Q and Not U,
The Moody Blues,
The Litter,
F. McDonald,
Y Pants,
Peter and Kerry,
Harpers Bizarre,
Nick Fraelich,
Fad Gadget,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Desert Stars,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Amazonics,
Eric Dolphy,
The Dave Clark Five,
Theoretical Girls,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lalann,
John Coltrane,
Flash Fearless,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Au Pairs,
The Shadows of Knight,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Eve St. Jones,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Spoonie Gee,
Angry Samoans,
the Bar-Kays,
Ultra Naté,
Sound Behaviour,
Rufus Thomas,
Rakim,
Soft Machine,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.