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 Kosovo and from Johannesburg.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 sitar 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 Albert Ayler to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Blackbyrds. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
Ultravox,
Black Flag,
Sunsets and Hearts,
KRS-One,
Maleditus Sound,
Kerri Chandler,
Suicide,
Dave Gahan,
Bobby Womack,
Malaria!,
Althea and Donna,
Sarah Menescal,
Soul Sonic Force,
Magma,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Anakelly,
Black Bananas,
This Heat,
Crispy Ambulance,
Joey Negro,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Golliwogs,
The Gap Band,
Q65,
Dual Sessions,
Harry Pussy,
The Gories,
Ultra Naté,
Harmonia,
Roxy Music,
Accadde A,
Trumans Water,
The Skatalites,
Derrick May,
Lakeside,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Charles Mingus,
June Days,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Neu!,
Black Moon,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Yellowson,
Kenny Larkin,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Eli Mardock,
A Certain Ratio,
The Young Rascals,
Zero Boys,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Walker Brothers,
The Black Dice,
New Age Steppers,
The Invisible,
Glenn Branca,
Tubeway Army,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.