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 Qatar and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 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 Au Pairs to the grunge 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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agent Orange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rhythm & Sound,
Flipper,
Goldenarms,
Ossler,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Khruangbin,
Roxy Music,
Aswad,
Dave Gahan,
Toni Rubio,
DJ Style,
Oblivians,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Pussy Galore,
Patti Smith,
X-101,
The Fortunes,
ABC,
Pole,
Lou Christie,
Reuben Wilson,
Skriet,
Big Daddy Kane,
Funkadelic,
The Motions,
Rotary Connection,
Bizarre Inc.,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jacques Brel,
Man Parrish,
MC5,
Fatback Band,
The Tremeloes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lalann,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Shadows of Knight,
Vainqueur,
Morten Harket,
Brand Nubian,
Kenny Larkin,
Terry Callier,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Eddi Front,
Unwound,
Moby Grape,
The Mojo Men,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Gun Club,
The Birthday Party,
Crooked Eye,
The Zeros,
The Remains,
Bauhaus,
Television Personalities,
FM Einheit,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Darondo,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.