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 Marshall Islands and from Taipei.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 marimba 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 James White and The Blacks. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flamin' Groovies 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Theoretical Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ituana,
Byron Stingily,
Mad Mike,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
F. McDonald,
The Dead C,
Pierre Henry,
Mandrill,
Minnie Riperton,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Alphaville,
Pharoah Sanders,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Wire,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Cecil Taylor,
Hardrive,
La Düsseldorf,
Barclay James Harvest,
The American Breed,
The Gap Band,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Detroit Cobras,
Althea and Donna,
Basic Channel,
Flash Fearless,
Bob Dylan,
Warsaw,
The Toasters,
Lower 48,
Bad Manners,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Brass Construction,
The Move,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
John Cale,
PIL,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Radiopuhelimet,
Derrick May,
AZ,
Black Sheep,
The Smiths,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
KRS-One,
UT,
Roxy Music,
Ludus,
Urselle,
Harmonia,
Michelle Simonal,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Blake Baxter,
Blossom Toes,
Radiohead,
The Blackbyrds,
Arab on Radar,
The Trojans,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.