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 Cameroon and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 clarinet 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 Dual Sessions to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fatback Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Sheep,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Technova,
Mission of Burma,
Crooked Eye,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bang On A Can,
Jerry's Kids,
Gang Gang Dance,
cv313,
Scrapy,
Skarface,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fugazi,
Amon Düül II,
The American Breed,
Warsaw,
These Immortal Souls,
Scratch Acid,
Howard Jones,
Boogie Down Productions,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Cramps,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Gun Club,
the Sonics,
The J.B.'s,
Pere Ubu,
Derrick May,
Eli Mardock,
The Names,
Sight & Sound,
Minutemen,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
the Slits,
Throbbing Gristle,
Erasure,
Kerrie Biddell,
Procol Harum,
Absolute Body Control,
Eric Copeland,
Matthew Bourne,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Hardrive,
Bronski Beat,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jacob Miller,
Harry Pussy,
Television,
The Barracudas,
Oneida,
Supertramp,
Das Ding,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Knickerbockers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Barry Ungar,
Grauzone,
Bobby Hutcherson,
T.S.O.L.,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.