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 Kosovo and from Milan.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
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 kango's stein massive to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All Rufus Thomas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Das Ding,
Severed Heads,
L. Decosne,
F. McDonald,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Doobie Brothers,
Guru Guru,
Von Mondo,
Donny Hathaway,
Alphaville,
Niagra,
Hardrive,
Pylon,
Arab on Radar,
Vainqueur,
Massinfluence,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Suburban Knight,
Easy Going,
Andrew Hill,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Happenings,
Frankie Knuckles,
Eric B and Rakim,
World's Most,
Cymande,
Nirvana,
Jesper Dahlback,
Tomorrow,
Bobby Byrd,
the Association,
Black Pus,
Cameo,
the Soft Cell,
John Cale,
Soulsonic Force,
Flamin' Groovies,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
ABC,
Echospace,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Danielle Patucci,
Blancmange,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Altered Images,
The Moody Blues,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Glenn Branca,
Q65,
Mr. Review,
Robert Görl,
Ultravox,
Sixth Finger,
Man Parrish,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Index,
B.T. Express,
Josef K,
Radiohead,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.