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 Sudan and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Toronto.
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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Patti Smith 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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mission of Burma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Count Five,
Stetsasonic,
Dawn Penn,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Soul Sonic Force,
Newcleus,
Throbbing Gristle,
Pole,
Kerri Chandler,
The Detroit Cobras,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Techniques,
Lower 48,
Todd Terry,
Eric Copeland,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Gap Band,
Bill Wells,
Unrelated Segments,
Aloha Tigers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Motions,
Average White Band,
Quadrant,
Sarah Menescal,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rapeman,
Model 500,
Lebanon Hanover,
Goldenarms,
Talk Talk,
Au Pairs,
Oblivians,
In Retrospect,
Drexciya,
The Dead C,
The Victims,
Warren Ellis,
Dave Gahan,
Jacques Brel,
The Red Krayola,
The Angels of Light,
The Monochrome Set,
The Vogues,
The Leaves,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Divine Comedy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lindisfarne,
The Neon Judgement,
Marcia Griffiths,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Remains,
Minnie Riperton,
Eddi Front,
ABBA,
T. Rex,
Mantronix,
Johnny Clarke,
Masters at Work,
Q65, Q65, Q65, Q65.
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.