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 Albania and from Madrid.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Lou Reed 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 Ponytail to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Don Cherry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
Banda Bassotti,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Icehouse,
PIL,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Cluster,
Jeff Lynne,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Hot Snakes,
Minny Pops,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Dawn Penn,
Fear,
Ituana,
Drexciya,
The American Breed,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fluxion,
Roger Hodgson,
Pussy Galore,
Khruangbin,
The Cure,
The Saints,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Sonics,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Real Kids,
The Residents,
Sex Pistols,
Gerry Rafferty,
Suicide,
Jandek,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Big Daddy Kane,
Chrome,
the Association,
Buzzcocks,
kango's stein massive,
Rites of Spring,
Howard Jones,
The Associates,
Animal Collective,
Main Source,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pantaleimon,
Lou Reed,
Marmalade,
Robert Hood,
Todd Terry,
Porter Ricks,
Gang Gang Dance,
Danielle Patucci,
the Germs,
Harpers Bizarre,
cv313,
10cc,
Aloha Tigers,
Saccharine Trust,
The Names,
Electric Prunes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.