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 Nigeria and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Y Pants to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kool Moe Dee. All the underground hits.
All Faust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Big Daddy Kane,
Spoonie Gee,
In Retrospect,
Sandy B,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Talk Talk,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Idris Muhammad,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Robert Wyatt,
Scientists,
Eric Dolphy,
Circle Jerks,
Fluxion,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Dead C,
Nirvana,
Panda Bear,
New Age Steppers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Drexciya,
The Techniques,
The Moleskins,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Grandmaster Flash,
Grauzone,
Quando Quango,
Magma,
Joe Finger,
Godley & Creme,
The Cure,
Connie Case,
The Gladiators,
The Monks,
Camouflage,
Y Pants,
The Evens,
Easy Going,
Joyce Sims,
World's Most,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Yazoo,
Sparks,
Jerry's Kids,
The Slackers,
Oblivians,
a-ha,
Young Marble Giants,
The Blackbyrds,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
PIL,
Jacob Miller,
Stereo Dub,
Colin Newman,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Liliput,
Funkadelic,
Japan,
Subhumans,
Tomorrow,
Public Enemy,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson.
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.