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 Nicaragua and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Jakarta.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Cramps to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pretty Things 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 güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
Swans,
Flamin' Groovies,
X-101,
Danielle Patucci,
Youth Brigade,
Vladislav Delay,
Kas Product,
Matthew Bourne,
D'Angelo,
The Offenders,
Leonard Cohen,
The Grass Roots,
Magma,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Camouflage,
The Dave Clark Five,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
New York Dolls,
Can,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
a-ha,
K-Klass,
The Searchers,
Man Eating Sloth,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Negative Approach,
Moby Grape,
Lalo Schifrin,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Mojo Men,
Simply Red,
Bill Wells,
Agent Orange,
MDC,
KRS-One,
Reagan Youth,
The Evens,
Nils Olav,
Fear,
Deadbeat,
the Human League,
Wolf Eyes,
Glenn Branca,
Index,
Flash Fearless,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Electric Prunes,
Khruangbin,
Derrick Morgan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Mandrill,
Al Stewart,
The Gap Band,
Eric Copeland,
The Mummies,
Godley & Creme,
The Alarm Clocks,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kool Moe Dee,
Popol Vuh,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.