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 Pakistan and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 linndrum 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 Grauzone to the techno 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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every R.M.O. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kayak,
The Doobie Brothers,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kas Product,
Lindisfarne,
Chris & Cosey,
Jandek,
Section 25,
The Dave Clark Five,
Circle Jerks,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
T.S.O.L.,
R.M.O.,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Steve Hackett,
Alphaville,
Freddie Wadling,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Invisible,
Symarip,
Josef K,
Nirvana,
Pet Shop Boys,
Pantaleimon,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Moody Blues,
The Knickerbockers,
Ponytail,
Fear,
The Litter,
Interpol,
Marshall Jefferson,
LL Cool J,
Cal Tjader,
Vladislav Delay,
Nas,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Fuzztones,
Derrick May,
New Order,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Franke,
Erasure,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
June of 44,
Babytalk,
Todd Rundgren,
Depeche Mode,
The Searchers,
Bootsy Collins,
a-ha,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lyres,
Bobby Byrd,
Los Fastidios,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Black Moon,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
the Swans,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.