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 Tajikistan and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 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 Be Bop Deluxe to the grime 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glenn Branca record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Depeche Mode,
The Slackers,
DNA,
Subhumans,
Bobby Sherman,
Grauzone,
The Leaves,
Camberwell Now,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Drive Like Jehu,
Adolescents,
Oblivians,
Intrusion,
Magma,
Agitation Free,
The Stooges,
The Blues Magoos,
The Walker Brothers,
Fugazi,
The Fortunes,
Bush Tetras,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Mark Hollis,
Das Ding,
Mary Jane Girls,
Alton Ellis,
Swell Maps,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Cluster,
Pere Ubu,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Goldenarms,
Massinfluence,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Marmalade,
Q65,
Mad Mike,
Motorama,
The Motions,
Albert Ayler,
Supertramp,
Sun Ra,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Hasil Adkins,
The Saints,
The Fuzztones,
Brand Nubian,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sonny Sharrock,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jerry's Kids,
Sister Nancy,
Soulsonic Force,
Bob Dylan,
Mo-Dettes,
The Litter,
Malaria!,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Maleditus Sound,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.