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 Serbia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Al Stewart to the disco 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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All Frankie Knuckles tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Big Daddy Kane,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Modern Lovers,
Ten City,
Charles Mingus,
The Motions,
Gabor Szabo,
Henry Cow,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Half Japanese,
Barry Ungar,
Flamin' Groovies,
Scion,
Cybotron,
Crispian St. Peters,
Don Cherry,
Public Enemy,
Jacques Brel,
Ludus,
The Slits,
Kenny Larkin,
James White and The Blacks,
This Heat,
Arab on Radar,
Dave Gahan,
Glenn Branca,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Siglo XX,
Albert Ayler,
The Fuzztones,
Suicide,
Marc Almond,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Litter,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Hasil Adkins,
Leonard Cohen,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kerri Chandler,
Sun Ra,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Stiv Bators,
Kaleidoscope,
Yellowson,
The Black Dice,
Laurel Aitken,
Sister Nancy,
Malaria!,
U.S. Maple,
Sugar Minott,
Tomorrow,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Mojo Men,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Tres Demented,
The Pop Group,
Faraquet,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.