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 Germany and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 organ 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 Schoolly D to the grunge 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Desert Stars,
Davy DMX,
Don Cherry,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Metal Thangz,
The Music Machine,
The Stooges,
Cybotron,
Gang Green,
Gang of Four,
Easy Going,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Litter,
Cymande,
Liliput,
China Crisis,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Public Enemy,
Fluxion,
Half Japanese,
Ultravox,
Matthew Halsall,
Amon Düül,
Cameo,
The Offenders,
The Count Five,
Sonic Youth,
Lalann,
Fat Boys,
Yaz,
Grey Daturas,
The Smiths,
Aural Exciters,
48th St. Collective,
Sam Rivers,
Au Pairs,
The Black Dice,
Terry Callier,
the Slits,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Outsiders,
Blake Baxter,
Pussy Galore,
Depeche Mode,
Negative Approach,
Silicon Teens,
a-ha,
The Skatalites,
Bauhaus,
Minny Pops,
Quadrant,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Moody Blues,
Franke,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.