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 Fiji and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 synthesizer 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 Minny Pops to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Jimmy McGriff. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a D'Angelo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Joe Finger,
The Gun Club,
UT,
T.S.O.L.,
James White and The Blacks,
Sight & Sound,
The Slits,
Rufus Thomas,
R.M.O.,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
the Bar-Kays,
The Neon Judgement,
The Fire Engines,
Jawbox,
Marmalade,
Gastr Del Sol,
Pierre Henry,
Niagra,
Anthony Braxton,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Slick Rick,
Peter and Kerry,
Unwound,
The Wake,
LL Cool J,
The Invisible,
The Mummies,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Grey Daturas,
Yellowson,
Kerrie Biddell,
Mad Mike,
Deadbeat,
Sun Ra,
Derrick Morgan,
The Slackers,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Dual Sessions,
Bronski Beat,
the Fania All-Stars,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Donny Hathaway,
Alton Ellis,
The Real Kids,
The Fall,
Pylon,
The Velvet Underground,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Mandrill,
Joy Division,
Altered Images,
Lebanon Hanover,
Agent Orange,
The Martian,
Glambeats Corp.,
Nirvana,
The Blackbyrds,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Stiv Bators,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.