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 Australia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 arpeggiator 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 The Smiths to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris Corsano,
Soul II Soul,
Eric Dolphy,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kerri Chandler,
Johnny Clarke,
Jandek,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gichy Dan,
Absolute Body Control,
Clear Light,
Sparks,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kas Product,
Sound Behaviour,
Tears for Fears,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Hardrive,
OOIOO,
Blossom Toes,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Real Kids,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Malaria!,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
the Sonics,
The Blackbyrds,
Excepter,
Eden Ahbez,
Ohio Players,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Black Dice,
Ultravox,
Skaos,
Danielle Patucci,
JFA,
Thee Headcoats,
Brand Nubian,
Das Ding,
Pet Shop Boys,
Metal Thangz,
The Leaves,
Rapeman,
These Immortal Souls,
Eddi Front,
The Barracudas,
Anthony Braxton,
Isaac Hayes,
Television Personalities,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Scientists,
PIL,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Modern Lovers,
Neu!,
Prince Buster,
Aural Exciters,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
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The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.