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 Micronesia and from Calgary.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 marimba 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 This Heat to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rosa Yemen,
Simply Red,
Massinfluence,
Audionom,
Zapp,
Jacob Miller,
Dual Sessions,
The Sonics,
The Cure,
Mandrill,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Skriet,
Mark Hollis,
Bizarre Inc.,
Brick,
Throbbing Gristle,
Scan 7,
Glenn Branca,
Khruangbin,
Newcleus,
Sonic Youth,
Aaron Thompson,
Lakeside,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Banda Bassotti,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rites of Spring,
Schoolly D,
The Golliwogs,
Amazonics,
The Selecter,
Steve Hackett,
Bill Near,
Moby Grape,
The Black Dice,
The Vogues,
The Busters,
FM Einheit,
Peter & Gordon,
Television,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gabor Szabo,
Erykah Badu,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
U.S. Maple,
John Holt,
Brass Construction,
The Birthday Party,
Symarip,
Leonard Cohen,
Reagan Youth,
Quando Quango,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Barracudas,
Pagans,
Con Funk Shun,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Searchers,
Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans.
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.