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 Bahrain and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Stockholm.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
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 Rosa Yemen 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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Divine Comedy 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Albert Ayler,
The Music Machine,
Slick Rick,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
R.M.O.,
DJ Sneak,
Fela Kuti,
Agent Orange,
Bang On A Can,
Lightning Bolt,
Fatback Band,
Moss Icon,
Essential Logic,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
This Heat,
Negative Approach,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Electric Prunes,
Alton Ellis,
Public Enemy,
Second Layer,
Donald Byrd,
Roy Ayers,
Icehouse,
Quadrant,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Buckinghams,
Masters at Work,
Todd Terry,
Boredoms,
Minny Pops,
Simply Red,
The Kinks,
Barry Ungar,
Wasted Youth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jeru the Damaja,
Panda Bear,
Monolake,
Easy Going,
Mr. Review,
The Knickerbockers,
The Walker Brothers,
Gang Gang Dance,
Malaria!,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Misunderstood,
Ten City,
Subhumans,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Invisible,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Silicon Teens,
Gichy Dan,
Circle Jerks,
Pierre Henry,
the Bar-Kays,
Scott Walker,
Amon Düül II,
Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec.
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.