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 Egypt and from Woodstock.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Mad Mike to the funk 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 The Smiths. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fortunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Moby Grape,
Morten Harket,
Black Flag,
Mandrill,
Aaron Thompson,
Sarah Menescal,
Erykah Badu,
The Gladiators,
Tommy Roe,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kas Product,
The Move,
Gang Green,
The Tremeloes,
The Wake,
Joy Division,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Reagan Youth,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Fatback Band,
The Cramps,
the Bar-Kays,
Liliput,
The Smiths,
The Mojo Men,
Pussy Galore,
The Monks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
the Human League,
Public Image Ltd.,
Godley & Creme,
Make Up,
Fela Kuti,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Warren Ellis,
Delta 5,
John Cale,
Cal Tjader,
H. Thieme,
Stockholm Monsters,
Cheater Slicks,
Au Pairs,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Invisible,
Moebius,
Henry Cow,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
D'Angelo,
The Seeds,
Saccharine Trust,
Gong,
The Standells,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Saints,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Nirvana,
Idris Muhammad,
The Techniques,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.