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 Guinea and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 mellotron 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 Seeds to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Wake. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deadbeat,
Avey Tare,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Moebius,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pulsallama,
Jandek,
Pantaleimon,
Harry Pussy,
Harpers Bizarre,
Barbara Tucker,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Johnny Clarke,
Delon & Dalcan,
Fad Gadget,
Blake Baxter,
The Flesh Eaters,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Duran Duran,
New Age Steppers,
Rod Modell,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Faraquet,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
B.T. Express,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Susan Cadogan,
Theoretical Girls,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
CMW,
Deepchord,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Desert Stars,
The Dead C,
Eric B and Rakim,
Clear Light,
Banda Bassotti,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Nik Kershaw,
Connie Case,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Joe Smooth,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Beau Brummels,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Slits,
Soft Machine,
The Smoke,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
DJ Sneak,
The Gladiators,
The Durutti Column,
Groovy Waters,
Josef K,
The Mojo Men,
World's Most,
Cheater Slicks,
The Grass Roots,
Bobby Womack,
The Count Five,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.