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 Cyprus and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 the Normal to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All Model 500 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Move record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ 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?
Depeche Mode,
Tubeway Army,
Bronski Beat,
Nation of Ulysses,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
10cc,
Cybotron,
Simply Red,
Aaron Thompson,
Half Japanese,
Quantec,
Aural Exciters,
Donald Byrd,
Althea and Donna,
Buzzcocks,
Swans,
The Gun Club,
Marc Almond,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Hardrive,
T.S.O.L.,
The Monks,
Procol Harum,
Derrick May,
Blancmange,
Metal Thangz,
The Smoke,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Durutti Column,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bobbi Humphrey,
Piero Umiliani,
R.M.O.,
Camouflage,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Buckinghams,
Janne Schatter,
Brothers Johnson,
Animal Collective,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lightning Bolt,
Magazine,
Brass Construction,
The Barracudas,
Dennis Brown,
Skarface,
June Days,
One Last Wish,
A Certain Ratio,
Porter Ricks,
PIL,
Thompson Twins,
Cheater Slicks,
Zero Boys,
Lindisfarne,
Mission of Burma,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Skaos,
Pylon,
The Moody Blues,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.