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 Portugal and from Taipei.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 808 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 Whodini to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerri Chandler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric B and Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Monochrome Set,
Urselle,
Piero Umiliani,
Subhumans,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Depeche Mode,
Unrelated Segments,
Jacques Brel,
Skarface,
June of 44,
Johnny Clarke,
The Velvet Underground,
Dawn Penn,
Hasil Adkins,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Vogues,
Porter Ricks,
Max Romeo,
the Slits,
The Stooges,
Fela Kuti,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Cal Tjader,
B.T. Express,
Lower 48,
Black Pus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mary Jane Girls,
Delta 5,
Quadrant,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Selecter,
Boredoms,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Leaves,
The Count Five,
Zapp,
The Evens,
Echospace,
Sällskapet,
Pagans,
Johnny Osbourne,
Negative Approach,
Public Image Ltd.,
Dead Boys,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Cure,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Freddie Wadling,
The Wake,
Alphaville,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Glambeats Corp.,
Talk Talk,
Organ,
Harry Pussy,
The Techniques,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.