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 Bahamas and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Television to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Interpol. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
Funky Four + One,
Camouflage,
Spoonie Gee,
Suburban Knight,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ituana,
Lucky Dragons,
Rotary Connection,
Archie Shepp,
Quantec,
The Stooges,
Hasil Adkins,
Tomorrow,
Scientists,
The Smiths,
Motorama,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Yusef Lateef,
Mr. Review,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Suicide,
Idris Muhammad,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Invisible,
R.M.O.,
Kerrie Biddell,
Roxy Music,
Eli Mardock,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gregory Isaacs,
Symarip,
Pole,
Malaria!,
Tres Demented,
Soft Machine,
The American Breed,
The Fuzztones,
Bluetip,
James White and The Blacks,
Anakelly,
Main Source,
Agent Orange,
Youth Brigade,
Alison Limerick,
Fat Boys,
The Cure,
Cheater Slicks,
Mary Jane Girls,
Monks,
Godley & Creme,
New Age Steppers,
Blake Baxter,
Kevin Saunderson,
48th St. Collective,
New York Dolls,
Arab on Radar,
Animal Collective,
Section 25,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
This Heat,
Subhumans,
Soulsonic Force,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.