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 Nepal and from Houston.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 synthesizer 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 Electric Prunes to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Toasters. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monolake,
Radiohead,
Mars,
Magma,
Fluxion,
James White and The Blacks,
Shoche,
Kurtis Blow,
Carl Craig,
Absolute Body Control,
Fad Gadget,
Minor Threat,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Wake,
Deepchord,
Rotary Connection,
Kerrie Biddell,
Monks,
Subhumans,
Symarip,
Aloha Tigers,
Bad Manners,
Ultra Naté,
Peter and Kerry,
Arcadia,
Patti Smith,
Saccharine Trust,
Siglo XX,
Ponytail,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Happenings,
Pylon,
Scientists,
Eric Dolphy,
Josef K,
Morten Harket,
Pet Shop Boys,
Piero Umiliani,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Television,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Cybotron,
Yaz,
Cecil Taylor,
Charles Mingus,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ludus,
Warren Ellis,
Lou Christie,
Peter & Gordon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
the Swans,
Agitation Free,
K-Klass,
Deadbeat,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Gap Band,
Bootsy Collins,
Crash Course in Science,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.