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 Tanzania and from Toronto.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 kango's stein massive to the electroclash 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 Malaria!. All the underground hits.
All Boogie Down Productions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hot Snakes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
Eve St. Jones,
The Skatalites,
Agent Orange,
The Blackbyrds,
Flash Fearless,
Outsiders,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Con Funk Shun,
Smog,
Wire,
Country Joe & The Fish,
A Certain Ratio,
The Barracudas,
Morten Harket,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Radio Birdman,
The Martian,
Ice-T,
Lightning Bolt,
Goldenarms,
Max Romeo,
Visage,
Mary Jane Girls,
Accadde A,
Negative Approach,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Avey Tare,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Skriet,
Lalann,
Davy DMX,
The Smoke,
the Soft Cell,
Circle Jerks,
Bob Dylan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Siglo XX,
Malaria!,
Skarface,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Kinks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Flipper,
Brand Nubian,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The New Christs,
48th St. Collective,
John Foxx,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Gap Band,
Terrestrial Tones,
Magazine,
Echospace,
Spandau Ballet,
Bobby Sherman,
Fugazi,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Isaac Hayes,
Bauhaus,
Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls.
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.