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 Taiwan and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Negative Approach to the jazz 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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All the Fania All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse 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 chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Circle Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Erykah Badu,
The Fall,
Shuggie Otis,
Junior Murvin,
Panda Bear,
Thompson Twins,
Delta 5,
Tom Boy,
L. Decosne,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lower 48,
Sun City Girls,
Harry Pussy,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pantytec,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Au Pairs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Slackers,
Brothers Johnson,
Byron Stingily,
Avey Tare,
Crispy Ambulance,
Masters at Work,
Circle Jerks,
Quadrant,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Qualms,
The Birthday Party,
Jerry's Kids,
Wally Richardson,
Audionom,
Guru Guru,
The Stooges,
Silicon Teens,
Johnny Osbourne,
Aswad,
Grey Daturas,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
MDC,
The Grass Roots,
The Busters,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lyres,
John Cale,
Pharoah Sanders,
Vainqueur,
Ice-T,
Hoover,
Yusef Lateef,
EPMD,
Banda Bassotti,
Roger Hodgson,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jeff Mills,
Monks,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Dark Day,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.