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 St Lucia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Interpol to the rap 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 The Stooges. All the underground hits.
All Parry Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Tom Boy,
Zapp,
Bill Wells,
Roxy Music,
Barry Ungar,
Main Source,
The Detroit Cobras,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sonic Youth,
The Fortunes,
The Index,
Wings,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Reagan Youth,
ABBA,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Young Rascals,
Joy Division,
Minny Pops,
Eric Dolphy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Sound,
Junior Murvin,
Mark Hollis,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Don Cherry,
Mantronix,
These Immortal Souls,
Alison Limerick,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Donny Hathaway,
Radiopuhelimet,
John Lydon,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Five Americans,
the Germs,
Arab on Radar,
Lee Hazlewood,
Tomorrow,
Fort Wilson Riot,
KRS-One,
The Dead C,
Robert Görl,
PIL,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Golliwogs,
H. Thieme,
The Cramps,
Tres Demented,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
OOIOO,
CMW,
The Fugs,
Rufus Thomas,
Rakim,
Patti Smith,
The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats.
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.