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 Gabon and from Edmonton.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 organ 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 Yellowson to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Masters at Work tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Anthony Braxton,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Boz Scaggs,
Hot Snakes,
Nik Kershaw,
OOIOO,
Marine Girls,
One Last Wish,
Television,
Harry Pussy,
Chrome,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Motions,
Absolute Body Control,
Graham Central Station,
Flash Fearless,
The Beau Brummels,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Country Teasers,
Nirvana,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Cure,
The Victims,
Ohio Players,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Royal Trux,
Scientists,
Bobby Byrd,
Kaleidoscope,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Vainqueur,
Kerrie Biddell,
Adolescents,
X-Ray Spex,
Flipper,
World's Most,
Organ,
Scratch Acid,
Scion,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Eric B and Rakim,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Josef K,
The Blackbyrds,
Blake Baxter,
Oblivians,
Gang of Four,
Bobby Womack,
Ice-T,
Au Pairs,
Slave,
Black Moon,
The Associates,
Nas,
Kenny Larkin,
Clear Light,
Isaac Hayes,
Roxy Music,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Camberwell Now,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.