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 Guinea and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Lalo Schifrin to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Teenage Jesus and the Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
Mark Hollis,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Skaos,
Bad Manners,
Q and Not U,
Zero Boys,
Wasted Youth,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Marcia Griffiths,
Rosa Yemen,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bronski Beat,
David McCallum,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Saccharine Trust,
New York Dolls,
Swans,
Deepchord,
Anakelly,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Dead C,
Mars,
Peter and Kerry,
One Last Wish,
Porter Ricks,
Flash Fearless,
The Music Machine,
Thompson Twins,
Vainqueur,
The Leaves,
Agitation Free,
48th St. Collective,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Byron Stingily,
Boogie Down Productions,
Shuggie Otis,
Camouflage,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Gladiators,
Bang On A Can,
Man Parrish,
Moby Grape,
Agent Orange,
K-Klass,
the Slits,
Fela Kuti,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Arcadia,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Cecil Taylor,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Cybotron,
Excepter,
Second Layer,
Sällskapet,
Tommy Roe,
Donny Hathaway,
Ken Boothe,
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.