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 Chad and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 güiro 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 the Association to the grime 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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Wells 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?
Fugazi,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Dawn Penn,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Mantronix,
Mars,
The Toasters,
Eurythmics,
Danielle Patucci,
Black Bananas,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Colin Newman,
Mary Jane Girls,
Outsiders,
Rosa Yemen,
Duran Duran,
Ralphi Rosario,
Oblivians,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Gories,
Echospace,
Buzzcocks,
The Fortunes,
Ice-T,
Junior Murvin,
Sparks,
Gang of Four,
Agent Orange,
L. Decosne,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Supertramp,
Hot Snakes,
Bobby Womack,
Vladislav Delay,
Average White Band,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The New Christs,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Amazonics,
Man Parrish,
Ponytail,
R.M.O.,
Graham Central Station,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Camberwell Now,
Bang On A Can,
The Slits,
In Retrospect,
Joensuu 1685,
Susan Cadogan,
DNA,
One Last Wish,
the Sonics,
Soft Machine,
Underground Resistance,
Kurtis Blow,
Swans,
The Last Poets,
Charles Mingus,
The Red Krayola,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.