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 Moldova and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Tomorrow to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Busters. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pussy Galore record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tim Buckley,
Bauhaus,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Searchers,
Robert Görl,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Byron Stingily,
Silicon Teens,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Hasil Adkins,
Lee Hazlewood,
Amon Düül,
The Wake,
Flipper,
Metal Thangz,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Anthony Braxton,
Vladislav Delay,
Hot Snakes,
Public Enemy,
Cheater Slicks,
Blancmange,
Technova,
Supertramp,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gong,
Patti Smith,
KRS-One,
Gichy Dan,
Eric Dolphy,
The Cure,
Graham Central Station,
The Zeros,
Porter Ricks,
cv313,
Rotary Connection,
Arab on Radar,
Lou Reed,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Urselle,
Japan,
Jimmy McGriff,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Eddi Front,
Lalo Schifrin,
Popol Vuh,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ossler,
Fela Kuti,
Con Funk Shun,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Derrick Morgan,
Magma,
David Axelrod,
Josef K,
The Invisible,
Aaron Thompson,
The Pop Group,
Oneida,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Slits,
The Sonics,
Warsaw,
Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon.
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.