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 Taiwan and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ituana to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All Country Joe & The Fish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare 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,
Barbara Tucker,
Sonic Youth,
Boredoms,
Nico,
Outsiders,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Letta Mbulu,
Sällskapet,
The Doors,
Derrick Morgan,
Heaven 17,
The Blackbyrds,
The Selecter,
New York Dolls,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Warren Ellis,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rosa Yemen,
Pierre Henry,
The Neon Judgement,
Hardrive,
Royal Trux,
Blake Baxter,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Names,
Can,
The Dead C,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Moss Icon,
the Association,
kango's stein massive,
Babytalk,
K-Klass,
Ice-T,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Yellowson,
Fugazi,
Mantronix,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Gap Band,
New Age Steppers,
Roxette,
Minnie Riperton,
Skarface,
Ultravox,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Associates,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Soft Cell,
The Sound,
Model 500,
Livin' Joy,
Infiniti,
Section 25,
Aloha Tigers,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.