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 Israel and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Animal Collective to the electroclash 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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Chris Corsano tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Flock of Seagulls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terrestrial Tones,
Aswad,
The Real Kids,
Nirvana,
Delon & Dalcan,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Black Sheep,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
10cc,
Agent Orange,
The Mummies,
Roxy Music,
Desert Stars,
Jandek,
Maleditus Sound,
Mark Hollis,
Eve St. Jones,
X-102,
Soul Sonic Force,
Skarface,
Godley & Creme,
The Invisible,
Pussy Galore,
Camouflage,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Severed Heads,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Tres Demented,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Eric Dolphy,
Sight & Sound,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rotary Connection,
Pierre Henry,
Monolake,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bang On A Can,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Circle Jerks,
Joyce Sims,
The Raincoats,
Cluster,
Monks,
The Human League,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Eden Ahbez,
Wally Richardson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Junior Murvin,
This Heat,
Kerri Chandler,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Quando Quango,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Young Marble Giants,
Barbara Tucker,
The Fortunes,
The Wake,
Gang Green,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.