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 Kuwait and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Agent Orange to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amazonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monolake,
Fela Kuti,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Flash Fearless,
Das Ding,
Todd Rundgren,
Thompson Twins,
Absolute Body Control,
Smog,
David McCallum,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sarah Menescal,
Crash Course in Science,
OOIOO,
Nas,
Heaven 17,
The Gladiators,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Wings,
Adolescents,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nico,
Darondo,
Massinfluence,
Television,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bizarre Inc.,
Joy Division,
The Red Krayola,
Circle Jerks,
Bad Manners,
Lungfish,
Ossler,
Gang Green,
The Litter,
Eddi Front,
Josef K,
The Dead C,
a-ha,
John Lydon,
Jimmy McGriff,
Little Man,
Public Image Ltd.,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Toasters,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sugar Minott,
Theoretical Girls,
Man Eating Sloth,
Barbara Tucker,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Girls At Our Best!,
China Crisis,
Wally Richardson,
UT,
the Swans,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lalann,
Inner City,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
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.