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 Lesotho and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 David Bowie 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 Skatalites to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Khruangbin. All the underground hits.
All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Goldenarms,
Massinfluence,
Quantec,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Fortunes,
Maurizio,
Gregory Isaacs,
MDC,
Lou Christie,
Talk Talk,
Fugazi,
Minny Pops,
Deakin,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Neon Judgement,
Wasted Youth,
Groovy Waters,
The Cowsills,
the Sonics,
Model 500,
The Kinks,
Joy Division,
Japan,
Interpol,
The Last Poets,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Stiv Bators,
Loose Ends,
Circle Jerks,
Susan Cadogan,
Grey Daturas,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Detroit Cobras,
Technova,
Scratch Acid,
The Electric Prunes,
PIL,
Ossler,
Yazoo,
Tropical Tobacco,
Jesper Dahlback,
Harpers Bizarre,
Stockholm Monsters,
Soul Sonic Force,
Delta 5,
Y Pants,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sugar Minott,
Dead Boys,
The Shadows of Knight,
DJ Sneak,
Liliput,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Nick Fraelich,
The Gap Band,
Rod Modell,
Barrington Levy,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.