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 France and from Portland.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Soul II Soul to the jazz 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 Public Image Ltd.. All the underground hits.
All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Beasts of Bourbon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Flesh Eaters,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rites of Spring,
Circle Jerks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Quadrant,
Tres Demented,
Little Man,
David Axelrod,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Grey Daturas,
Althea and Donna,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Johnny Osbourne,
Matthew Halsall,
Gabor Szabo,
James White and The Blacks,
June Days,
Sex Pistols,
Peter & Gordon,
Young Marble Giants,
Quando Quango,
Marine Girls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Michelle Simonal,
Soul II Soul,
Ultravox,
Maurizio,
Andrew Hill,
Jandek,
Von Mondo,
Underground Resistance,
Dennis Brown,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Funkadelic,
Jeru the Damaja,
John Foxx,
The Remains,
Bizarre Inc.,
Echospace,
Amon Düül II,
Mandrill,
Big Daddy Kane,
Amazonics,
Curtis Mayfield,
Dave Gahan,
Peter and Kerry,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Joy Division,
Siglo XX,
Lebanon Hanover,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Clear Light,
The Cowsills,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ronnie Foster,
Fear,
John Holt,
Davy DMX,
Isaac Hayes,
Intrusion,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
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.