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 Romania and from Stockholm.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 organ 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 electroclash 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 The Dead C. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Procol Harum 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boredoms,
Minor Threat,
Joe Finger,
Television,
Jacques Brel,
LL Cool J,
Unrelated Segments,
Toni Rubio,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Fortunes,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Talk Talk,
World's Most,
Stockholm Monsters,
Blancmange,
Reuben Wilson,
This Heat,
The Modern Lovers,
Fela Kuti,
Donald Byrd,
Jimmy McGriff,
Icehouse,
Slave,
Agent Orange,
Technova,
the Sonics,
DJ Sneak,
E-Dancer,
The Buckinghams,
Groovy Waters,
the Slits,
Marc Almond,
Siglo XX,
Suicide,
Stiv Bators,
Mantronix,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Monochrome Set,
One Last Wish,
Mad Mike,
Flipper,
Roxy Music,
Arthur Verocai,
cv313,
Minutemen,
Thee Headcoats,
Alison Limerick,
Todd Terry,
The Pretty Things,
Prince Buster,
Camberwell Now,
Terrestrial Tones,
Black Bananas,
Don Cherry,
The Gun Club,
Qualms,
Ralphi Rosario,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Nick Fraelich,
X-Ray Spex,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Grauzone,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.