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 France and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 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 Fat Boys to the rock 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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All Moss Icon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Idris Muhammad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Walker Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Robert Görl,
The Offenders,
Soft Machine,
Sandy B,
Swans,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Excepter,
L. Decosne,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Yellowson,
The Remains,
Donny Hathaway,
Hot Snakes,
OOIOO,
Nas,
Minny Pops,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pharoah Sanders,
Deepchord,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jeru the Damaja,
A Certain Ratio,
Eurythmics,
The Names,
Tres Demented,
Public Enemy,
Sight & Sound,
Sarah Menescal,
New Age Steppers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Doors,
The Leaves,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lower 48,
Cabaret Voltaire,
kango's stein massive,
Outsiders,
Quadrant,
Eric Copeland,
Babytalk,
Marcia Griffiths,
X-102,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Erasure,
The Neon Judgement,
Maleditus Sound,
The Cowsills,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
X-Ray Spex,
Adolescents,
Harpers Bizarre,
Eddi Front,
The Wake,
Erykah Badu,
10cc,
Toni Rubio,
The Techniques,
The Divine Comedy,
Derrick Morgan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.