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 Nauru and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 theremin 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 Little Man 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 Silicon Teens. All the underground hits.
All Siglo XX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Barracudas,
Cheater Slicks,
Dennis Brown,
Moss Icon,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Skriet,
Agent Orange,
Danielle Patucci,
Black Sheep,
Glenn Branca,
Flipper,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Roxy Music,
Bob Dylan,
Khruangbin,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Delon & Dalcan,
Josef K,
Eurythmics,
Sonic Youth,
Sun Ra,
James White and The Blacks,
Absolute Body Control,
The Grass Roots,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Doors,
a-ha,
Lightning Bolt,
Unwound,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bluetip,
Monks,
Susan Cadogan,
Brand Nubian,
Cal Tjader,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
David Bowie,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Robert Wyatt,
48th St. Collective,
The Blackbyrds,
World's Most,
Skarface,
Qualms,
K-Klass,
Eli Mardock,
Patti Smith,
Model 500,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Dead Boys,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Trojans,
Altered Images,
The Blues Magoos,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Colin Newman,
China Crisis,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ultravox,
Surgeon,
The J.B.'s,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.