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 Thailand 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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Selector Dub Narcotic. All the underground hits.
All De La Soul & Jungle Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Y Pants,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Dead C,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Gladiators,
Soft Cell,
The Remains,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Amon Düül II,
Minutemen,
Josef K,
Popol Vuh,
Kas Product,
Connie Case,
Juan Atkins,
Leonard Cohen,
Suburban Knight,
Subhumans,
The Real Kids,
Das Ding,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jeff Lynne,
Audionom,
Procol Harum,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Cramps,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Fela Kuti,
Reagan Youth,
Marine Girls,
Radio Birdman,
La Düsseldorf,
Lyres,
The Invisible,
The Fire Engines,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Robert Wyatt,
Gil Scott Heron,
Scrapy,
Robert Görl,
U.S. Maple,
Dawn Penn,
Albert Ayler,
The Motions,
Rufus Thomas,
Rod Modell,
Delta 5,
Delon & Dalcan,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Golliwogs,
Pagans,
Marmalade,
Stetsasonic,
Flipper,
The Dirtbombs,
Quantec,
Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo.
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.