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 Tehran.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Vogues to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Johnny Osbourne. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson 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 linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gabor Szabo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Essential Logic,
Schoolly D,
a-ha,
Circle Jerks,
Brand Nubian,
Robert Görl,
Buzzcocks,
The Young Rascals,
Eli Mardock,
The Blackbyrds,
The Dirtbombs,
the Swans,
Maurizio,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Nico,
Gastr Del Sol,
Can,
Oblivians,
The Cure,
The Tremeloes,
The Smoke,
Mary Jane Girls,
L. Decosne,
Bush Tetras,
Swans,
Josef K,
The Vogues,
Silicon Teens,
The Associates,
DJ Sneak,
The Angels of Light,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Deepchord,
Aural Exciters,
Marmalade,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Basic Channel,
The Kinks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jacob Miller,
Marc Almond,
Fatback Band,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Max Romeo,
Lyres,
The Fugs,
Cybotron,
The Durutti Column,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Toasters,
The Misunderstood,
Laurel Aitken,
Cluster,
Stereo Dub,
Soul II Soul,
Juan Atkins,
Stetsasonic,
Sonny Sharrock,
June of 44,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.