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 Barbados and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Manila.
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 theremin 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 Fela Kuti to the crunk 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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All Fat Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx 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 rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erykah Badu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smiths,
Simply Red,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Jandek,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Terry Callier,
The Five Americans,
The Busters,
Hashim,
Parry Music,
MC5,
Underground Resistance,
Danielle Patucci,
Television Personalities,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
A Flock of Seagulls,
JFA,
Hot Snakes,
Joensuu 1685,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Raincoats,
Ponytail,
R.M.O.,
Cecil Taylor,
Newcleus,
Lou Reed,
Q and Not U,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Electric Prunes,
Junior Murvin,
the Soft Cell,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Names,
Donny Hathaway,
Kayak,
The Wake,
The Tremeloes,
The Victims,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Minny Pops,
Erykah Badu,
Icehouse,
The Black Dice,
Connie Case,
Black Bananas,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Isaac Hayes,
Whodini,
Cluster,
Siglo XX,
Nirvana,
Ken Boothe,
Patti Smith,
Sugar Minott,
Model 500,
Echospace,
Bobby Byrd,
Jacob Miller,
ABBA,
Intrusion,
Suicide,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.