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 Brazil and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Shanghai.
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 rhodes 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 the Germs to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Saints. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Barracudas,
Eve St. Jones,
B.T. Express,
The Busters,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Unwound,
Sonic Youth,
New Order,
The Move,
Rapeman,
Desert Stars,
The Offenders,
Pere Ubu,
Traffic Nightmare,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Matthew Bourne,
Ludus,
Erykah Badu,
Slick Rick,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Moleskins,
Procol Harum,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Hot Snakes,
Soulsonic Force,
Can,
Outsiders,
The Neon Judgement,
Minor Threat,
Magma,
Deadbeat,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Deepchord,
Brand Nubian,
Shuggie Otis,
AZ,
Tomorrow,
The Fugs,
Sister Nancy,
Fear,
Soft Machine,
JFA,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Stooges,
John Coltrane,
Connie Case,
The Gladiators,
Nation of Ulysses,
Archie Shepp,
Sound Behaviour,
Soft Cell,
Althea and Donna,
Half Japanese,
Godley & Creme,
Gong,
Lucky Dragons,
Camberwell Now,
Rufus Thomas,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
A Certain Ratio,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Selecter,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.