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 Seychelles and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Gregory Isaacs 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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All Adolescents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pere Ubu,
Essential Logic,
Sällskapet,
Amazonics,
Dead Boys,
Eyeless In Gaza,
PIL,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Mighty Diamonds,
the Normal,
Mantronix,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Scratch Acid,
Idris Muhammad,
Toni Rubio,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Offenders,
Lakeside,
Mark Hollis,
Icehouse,
Eurythmics,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Charles Mingus,
The Knickerbockers,
The Gun Club,
Young Marble Giants,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Red Krayola,
Excepter,
Youth Brigade,
Das Ding,
Outsiders,
Bang On A Can,
The Monks,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Johnny Osbourne,
Mad Mike,
New Order,
Danielle Patucci,
Rapeman,
Soul Sonic Force,
Television,
Bobby Byrd,
Deakin,
Angry Samoans,
Blancmange,
Girls At Our Best!,
Magazine,
Wolf Eyes,
Audionom,
Motorama,
Joy Division,
the Bar-Kays,
John Cale,
The Associates,
Ultimate Spinach,
Fluxion,
Make Up,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.