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 India and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Sonic Youth to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spoonie Gee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Wally Richardson,
The Smoke,
Kurtis Blow,
Aswad,
Slick Rick,
The Pop Group,
Television Personalities,
David McCallum,
The Leaves,
New Age Steppers,
The Residents,
Toni Rubio,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bluetip,
Echospace,
LL Cool J,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Scion,
Harmonia,
Lakeside,
Los Fastidios,
World's Most,
The Invisible,
Connie Case,
Sugar Minott,
Section 25,
Fatback Band,
Steve Hackett,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Doobie Brothers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ice-T,
Soul Sonic Force,
Mr. Review,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Fortunes,
Blancmange,
This Heat,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
AZ,
Neil Young,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Drexciya,
The Grass Roots,
Yaz,
John Cale,
Man Parrish,
Alison Limerick,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Fugs,
Stockholm Monsters,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Symarip,
Skaos,
Hasil Adkins,
Brick,
Minnie Riperton,
Malaria!,
Index,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Human League,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.