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 India and from Glasgow.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Searchers to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Mantronix,
F. McDonald,
Max Romeo,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lebanon Hanover,
David Axelrod,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
John Cale,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Donald Byrd,
Sonny Sharrock,
Japan,
Roxette,
JFA,
Sällskapet,
Moss Icon,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Gap Band,
Loose Ends,
The Dirtbombs,
Bob Dylan,
Lindisfarne,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gabor Szabo,
Fear,
Mars,
Donny Hathaway,
Kas Product,
X-101,
Bad Manners,
Magazine,
The New Christs,
Sun Ra,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pulsallama,
Skriet,
Basic Channel,
Harmonia,
Skaos,
Dawn Penn,
Eddi Front,
The Pretty Things,
Kurtis Blow,
Barbara Tucker,
Au Pairs,
The Victims,
Blake Baxter,
a-ha,
Slave,
Amon Düül,
D'Angelo,
Arcadia,
Carl Craig,
Agitation Free,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Janne Schatter,
Nirvana,
This Heat,
Moby Grape,
10cc,
Morten Harket,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.