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 Cuba and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 Paris and Sao Paulo.
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 808 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 Prince Buster to the rap 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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Birthday Party record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Curtis Mayfield,
Alphaville,
JFA,
Pole,
Gang Starr,
Fat Boys,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Jimmy McGriff,
H. Thieme,
Robert Görl,
These Immortal Souls,
The Moleskins,
Wolf Eyes,
Guru Guru,
Skaos,
China Crisis,
The Residents,
Gang of Four,
Ituana,
The Electric Prunes,
Panda Bear,
the Normal,
Lebanon Hanover,
the Bar-Kays,
Jerry's Kids,
Q and Not U,
Roger Hodgson,
MDC,
Matthew Bourne,
U.S. Maple,
Ludus,
Sonny Sharrock,
Animal Collective,
The Dirtbombs,
Barrington Levy,
Severed Heads,
Iggy Pop,
Albert Ayler,
The Busters,
Tres Demented,
Radiohead,
Isaac Hayes,
Popol Vuh,
Lyres,
Barbara Tucker,
Shoche,
Joensuu 1685,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Blackbyrds,
The Seeds,
Hoover,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Michelle Simonal,
Porter Ricks,
Sixth Finger,
F. McDonald,
Morten Harket,
The Selecter,
Godley & Creme,
Bob Dylan,
Dennis Brown,
Derrick Morgan,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.