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 Korea South and from Lagos.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 snare 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 Roy Ayers to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Ash Ra Tempel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reagan Youth,
The Doors,
Jerry's Kids,
Shoche,
Adolescents,
Buzzcocks,
Cameo,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Deepchord,
Alison Limerick,
Danielle Patucci,
Massinfluence,
the Slits,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Saints,
Radiohead,
Eden Ahbez,
Theoretical Girls,
The Buckinghams,
Donny Hathaway,
Cal Tjader,
The Slackers,
Excepter,
Essential Logic,
Qualms,
Sun City Girls,
The Techniques,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Von Mondo,
Peter & Gordon,
The Angels of Light,
Zapp,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Scrapy,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
New Order,
Intrusion,
Brick,
Bill Near,
Agitation Free,
Con Funk Shun,
Nation of Ulysses,
Easy Going,
Spoonie Gee,
One Last Wish,
UT,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mission of Burma,
Gregory Isaacs,
Davy DMX,
Little Man,
Girls At Our Best!,
Second Layer,
Rod Modell,
Michelle Simonal,
Barry Ungar,
Thee Headcoats,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.