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 Croatia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 Crime to the crunk 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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pere Ubu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minnie Riperton,
Talk Talk,
Reuben Wilson,
MC5,
These Immortal Souls,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Robert Görl,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Litter,
DJ Style,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gil Scott Heron,
Junior Murvin,
The Skatalites,
Heaven 17,
Kaleidoscope,
Sound Behaviour,
Sparks,
Pulsallama,
EPMD,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Drexciya,
The Toasters,
The Fortunes,
The Selecter,
Wolf Eyes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Mojo Men,
Motorama,
Wally Richardson,
The Pop Group,
Fad Gadget,
Brick,
The Fire Engines,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Jandek,
Procol Harum,
Japan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Cluster,
The Gories,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Au Pairs,
X-102,
Crispy Ambulance,
Mission of Burma,
Peter & Gordon,
the Bar-Kays,
David Bowie,
Quantec,
Animal Collective,
Hashim,
kango's stein massive,
Roxette,
Althea and Donna,
Cymande,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Flesh Eaters,
KRS-One,
Jawbox,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.