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 Jordan and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 Names to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Fifty Foot Hose. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Absolute Body Control record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
F. McDonald,
Dennis Brown,
Gastr Del Sol,
Nik Kershaw,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Walker Brothers,
Alison Limerick,
Drive Like Jehu,
Warsaw,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Excepter,
Cluster,
Qualms,
The Monochrome Set,
X-101,
Scratch Acid,
Toni Rubio,
Kas Product,
Matthew Halsall,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
EPMD,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Shadows of Knight,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pole,
Section 25,
Blake Baxter,
Reuben Wilson,
the Sonics,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scan 7,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Smiths,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bluetip,
Wire,
New Order,
Sällskapet,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Chrome,
Deakin,
Byron Stingily,
DJ Sneak,
Crime,
The Techniques,
Liliput,
FM Einheit,
Tres Demented,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Hasil Adkins,
Fluxion,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lucky Dragons,
Eric Dolphy,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Mary Jane Girls,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.