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 Montenegro and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Ituana to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Robert Hood. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tom Boy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Nick Fraelich,
Qualms,
Main Source,
Joy Division,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Nirvana,
June of 44,
Tropical Tobacco,
Soft Machine,
Matthew Bourne,
Television,
Trumans Water,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Busters,
Connie Case,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Urselle,
Max Romeo,
Pussy Galore,
Model 500,
Yusef Lateef,
Glambeats Corp.,
Freddie Wadling,
Kayak,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Saccharine Trust,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Alison Limerick,
Sight & Sound,
Whodini,
Tubeway Army,
Suicide,
Donald Byrd,
Unwound,
Skriet,
Kurtis Blow,
Don Cherry,
Jacques Brel,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Arab on Radar,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Monks,
The Names,
MDC,
Pylon,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Aswad,
The Tremeloes,
The Index,
Dual Sessions,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Idris Muhammad,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Marmalade,
Ice-T,
Barclay James Harvest,
China Crisis,
PIL,
Radio Birdman,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie 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.