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 Japan and from Copenhagen.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Mantronix to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Smiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
Altered Images,
Thompson Twins,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Fire Engines,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Siglo XX,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sex Pistols,
The Smiths,
The Angels of Light,
Trumans Water,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Flipper,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ossler,
Rhythm & Sound,
Brick,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Seeds,
Danielle Patucci,
Tomorrow,
Echospace,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Standells,
the Sonics,
Dark Day,
the Soft Cell,
Lou Christie,
Alphaville,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Count Five,
Sun Ra,
Warren Ellis,
Goldenarms,
The Moody Blues,
Audionom,
Marmalade,
Soul II Soul,
Metal Thangz,
Porter Ricks,
Avey Tare,
These Immortal Souls,
Groovy Waters,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lou Reed,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Popol Vuh,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Yusef Lateef,
Radiopuhelimet,
June Days,
Basic Channel,
Lakeside,
Gil Scott Heron,
World's Most,
Das Ding,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ken Boothe,
The Sound,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ituana,
Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light.
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.