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 Oman and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 güiro 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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks to the rap 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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ohio Players,
Blancmange,
Pulsallama,
The Selecter,
Ice-T,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Masters at Work,
DNA,
PIL,
Kerri Chandler,
Sonic Youth,
MDC,
Patti Smith,
Neil Young,
David Axelrod,
Electric Light Orchestra,
New Age Steppers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Soul Sonic Force,
Accadde A,
Youth Brigade,
Peter and Kerry,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Zapp,
Hoover,
Alice Coltrane,
Sarah Menescal,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bush Tetras,
Anthony Braxton,
Los Fastidios,
Letta Mbulu,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Slave,
Zero Boys,
Theoretical Girls,
Flipper,
Joe Finger,
Pet Shop Boys,
Babytalk,
Stereo Dub,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gregory Isaacs,
The United States of America,
Roy Ayers,
Pussy Galore,
Slick Rick,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Dirtbombs,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Duran Duran,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
UT,
The Monochrome Set,
The Move,
Ken Boothe,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sugar Minott,
Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell.
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.