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 Madagascar and from Salvador.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Captain Beefheart 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 10cc to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All The Residents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
Hasil Adkins,
Agent Orange,
Minor Threat,
The Searchers,
Ituana,
Gang of Four,
Black Flag,
a-ha,
Echospace,
Ice-T,
The Birthday Party,
MDC,
Jesper Dahlback,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
10cc,
Visage,
The Monks,
Jeff Mills,
Tim Buckley,
Isaac Hayes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ultimate Spinach,
Essential Logic,
Simply Red,
Bauhaus,
Groovy Waters,
Boogie Down Productions,
Deakin,
Moss Icon,
Tres Demented,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The American Breed,
The Neon Judgement,
Alice Coltrane,
Camberwell Now,
Andrew Hill,
Maleditus Sound,
Grey Daturas,
Eden Ahbez,
Mark Hollis,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Alton Ellis,
Japan,
the Bar-Kays,
Todd Rundgren,
The Victims,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Barracudas,
Mission of Burma,
Easy Going,
Warsaw,
Tears for Fears,
Whodini,
Carl Craig,
John Lydon,
Make Up,
These Immortal Souls,
Eric Copeland,
Y Pants,
the Swans,
Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy.
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.