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 Norway and from Beijing.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 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 the Germs to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Los Fastidios tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minnie Riperton,
Kas Product,
DNA,
The Golliwogs,
Ten City,
DJ Sneak,
Eric Copeland,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Desert Stars,
Inner City,
Grandmaster Flash,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kerri Chandler,
Buzzcocks,
Bronski Beat,
Youth Brigade,
Mary Jane Girls,
Delon & Dalcan,
New Order,
Warren Ellis,
The Residents,
Joey Negro,
Spoonie Gee,
The Sonics,
the Soft Cell,
The Buckinghams,
Public Image Ltd.,
Black Bananas,
Tubeway Army,
Clear Light,
Yellowson,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pole,
Albert Ayler,
Don Cherry,
Lou Christie,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Infiniti,
The Names,
Visage,
Deakin,
Eric B and Rakim,
This Heat,
Radiopuhelimet,
Joe Smooth,
Flash Fearless,
Roger Hodgson,
Simply Red,
Sarah Menescal,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rotary Connection,
the Fania All-Stars,
Roxy Music,
Moss Icon,
New Age Steppers,
Junior Murvin,
Joe Finger,
The Misunderstood,
Los Fastidios,
John Coltrane,
Moby Grape,
a-ha,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.