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 Honduras and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 mellotron 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 Cymande to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Freddie Wadling. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Birthday Party record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magazine,
Unrelated Segments,
Letta Mbulu,
48th St. Collective,
Aaron Thompson,
Yaz,
Dorothy Ashby,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Fugs,
Zero Boys,
Television Personalities,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jandek,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Mary Jane Girls,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Infiniti,
Kaleidoscope,
Morten Harket,
Animal Collective,
The Saints,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gong,
The Vogues,
Harpers Bizarre,
Unwound,
Fat Boys,
Lower 48,
The Busters,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Henry Cow,
The Knickerbockers,
Steve Hackett,
The Techniques,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Skriet,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Smiths,
Thompson Twins,
Eric Copeland,
Lakeside,
Magma,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Jacques Brel,
Tommy Roe,
Derrick Morgan,
Slave,
Simply Red,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Faust,
Freddie Wadling,
Lou Christie,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Blues Magoos,
Absolute Body Control,
Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies.
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.