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 Nicaragua and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Girls At Our Best! to the dance 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 Chris & Cosey. All the underground hits.
All Adolescents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Brand Nubian,
Glambeats Corp.,
Soul II Soul,
Al Stewart,
Rekid,
The United States of America,
It's A Beautiful Day,
AZ,
Liliput,
Surgeon,
The Cowsills,
Nirvana,
Black Sheep,
Piero Umiliani,
Suburban Knight,
Lou Christie,
Con Funk Shun,
Nik Kershaw,
Curtis Mayfield,
Rosa Yemen,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Remains,
T. Rex,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Nation of Ulysses,
Laurel Aitken,
Funkadelic,
The Neon Judgement,
Bobby Byrd,
Charles Mingus,
The Busters,
The Victims,
Bad Manners,
Cybotron,
Tommy Roe,
The Seeds,
kango's stein massive,
Tears for Fears,
Sugar Minott,
The Slackers,
MC5,
The Modern Lovers,
KRS-One,
Duran Duran,
Moss Icon,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Human League,
L. Decosne,
Boz Scaggs,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rotary Connection,
Buzzcocks,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Sonics,
Anakelly,
Don Cherry,
The Divine Comedy,
The Mojo Men,
Aural Exciters,
Sight & Sound,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.