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 Ivory Coast and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Monks to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Charles Mingus. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radio Birdman 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
The Cowsills,
Minnie Riperton,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Television,
The Tremeloes,
X-Ray Spex,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Second Layer,
Ice-T,
Soft Machine,
Boogie Down Productions,
Chris Corsano,
Dave Gahan,
Malaria!,
Q and Not U,
AZ,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Minny Pops,
Alice Coltrane,
Deadbeat,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Mad Mike,
Mars,
the Soft Cell,
James White and The Blacks,
Letta Mbulu,
The Beau Brummels,
DJ Sneak,
Chris & Cosey,
Angry Samoans,
Althea and Donna,
Hot Snakes,
The Moleskins,
Index,
Lebanon Hanover,
Curtis Mayfield,
Drexciya,
X-101,
Crispy Ambulance,
Jawbox,
Max Romeo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Maurizio,
The Real Kids,
Deepchord,
The Grass Roots,
The Young Rascals,
Spoonie Gee,
Tomorrow,
The Knickerbockers,
Moss Icon,
Main Source,
Harry Pussy,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Oblivians,
Symarip,
Shuggie Otis,
Panda Bear,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.