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 Bhutan and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Lightning Bolt to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Animal Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
These Immortal Souls,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Radio Birdman,
Barrington Levy,
James White and The Blacks,
Hardrive,
Kool Moe Dee,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Joensuu 1685,
Duran Duran,
Vladislav Delay,
Lalann,
Darondo,
X-101,
Essential Logic,
Sight & Sound,
Clear Light,
Crispian St. Peters,
Jesper Dahlback,
Erasure,
Gang Starr,
kango's stein massive,
PIL,
Bill Wells,
The Slackers,
Zero Boys,
Liliput,
Alison Limerick,
10cc,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Robert Wyatt,
Public Enemy,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Fad Gadget,
Ultimate Spinach,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pantaleimon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
L. Decosne,
Terry Callier,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Joe Smooth,
Howard Jones,
The Young Rascals,
Erykah Badu,
The Golliwogs,
Hot Snakes,
Q65,
Cluster,
DJ Sneak,
Mr. Review,
Rekid,
Guru Guru,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Arab on Radar,
Fluxion,
Ossler,
Bad Manners,
Gabor Szabo,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.