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 Belize and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Calgary.
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 808 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 The Busters to the punk 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 The Cosmic Jokers. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
UT,
The Gun Club,
Lalo Schifrin,
MC5,
Scratch Acid,
Public Enemy,
Steve Hackett,
Eric Copeland,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Smog,
Tomorrow,
Interpol,
John Holt,
Ohio Players,
Zero Boys,
Crime,
The Evens,
Todd Terry,
Roy Ayers,
Pulsallama,
Mary Jane Girls,
Faraquet,
Bill Near,
Vainqueur,
H. Thieme,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Slick Rick,
Television Personalities,
Banda Bassotti,
Kas Product,
Brothers Johnson,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Man Parrish,
Nation of Ulysses,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Deakin,
Stetsasonic,
The Cramps,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Echospace,
Piero Umiliani,
The Five Americans,
Gang Green,
Althea and Donna,
The Tremeloes,
Moebius,
Connie Case,
James White and The Blacks,
kango's stein massive,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Happenings,
CMW,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Judy Mowatt,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Drive Like Jehu,
FM Einheit,
Eve St. Jones,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.