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 Estonia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 rhodes 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 The Dirtbombs to the punk 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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 guitar and a güiro 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 clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joe Finger,
Kerri Chandler,
Mantronix,
Soulsonic Force,
Icehouse,
kango's stein massive,
Amon Düül II,
Lalann,
The Human League,
Ken Boothe,
The Cure,
Nirvana,
The Blues Magoos,
Dorothy Ashby,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Monks,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Susan Cadogan,
The Tremeloes,
The Pretty Things,
Pagans,
Ice-T,
John Cale,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Can,
Terry Callier,
Juan Atkins,
Shoche,
This Heat,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Wasted Youth,
Circle Jerks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Quadrant,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Little Man,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
X-101,
The Dead C,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bauhaus,
Jacques Brel,
Byron Stingily,
Erykah Badu,
Barbara Tucker,
The Move,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Golliwogs,
Funkadelic,
Crispian St. Peters,
Fear,
Alton Ellis,
Barclay James Harvest,
Maleditus Sound,
Ralphi Rosario,
Kevin Saunderson,
10cc,
Rosa Yemen,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.