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 Eritrea and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Houston.
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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 ABC to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse. All the underground hits.
All Morten Harket tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jawbox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fugs,
Lightning Bolt,
Dark Day,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Human League,
Youth Brigade,
David McCallum,
The Young Rascals,
June of 44,
Animal Collective,
The Angels of Light,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sandy B,
Buzzcocks,
Bluetip,
Avey Tare,
Alice Coltrane,
John Holt,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Danielle Patucci,
Jesper Dahlback,
Magma,
The American Breed,
Newcleus,
Schoolly D,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Throbbing Gristle,
Kool Moe Dee,
Black Moon,
The Pop Group,
Mantronix,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bobby Byrd,
Sonny Sharrock,
David Bowie,
Organ,
The Blues Magoos,
ABBA,
Michelle Simonal,
Kaleidoscope,
Unwound,
Harpers Bizarre,
James White and The Blacks,
Panda Bear,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bauhaus,
Henry Cow,
Black Sheep,
Silicon Teens,
Nirvana,
The Searchers,
Tears for Fears,
The Slits,
Pere Ubu,
Boogie Down Productions,
Monolake,
Arcadia,
Jerry's Kids,
Yusef Lateef,
The Sonics,
Sonic Youth,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
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.