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 Mauritius and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Tom Verlaine 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 The Modern Lovers 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 The Pretty Things. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a K-Klass record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
Altered Images,
The Monochrome Set,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gang Green,
The Black Dice,
The Shadows of Knight,
The J.B.'s,
Danielle Patucci,
the Normal,
Eurythmics,
La Düsseldorf,
The Fugs,
Joey Negro,
The Trojans,
Joyce Sims,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bauhaus,
K-Klass,
Donny Hathaway,
Yazoo,
Agitation Free,
Funky Four + One,
LL Cool J,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Metal Thangz,
Outsiders,
the Soft Cell,
Theoretical Girls,
Black Pus,
Davy DMX,
Stetsasonic,
Sandy B,
KRS-One,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kerri Chandler,
The Stooges,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Radiopuhelimet,
Thee Headcoats,
World's Most,
The Music Machine,
Schoolly D,
Minny Pops,
Brand Nubian,
The Slackers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Roy Ayers,
The Fall,
AZ,
The Grass Roots,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lindisfarne,
Soulsonic Force,
Anakelly,
The Fire Engines,
Sparks,
Eden Ahbez,
Delon & Dalcan,
Tears for Fears,
Q65,
David Axelrod,
Underground Resistance,
Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick.
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.