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 Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 808 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 Josef K to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bobby Hutcherson. All the underground hits.
All Kool G Rap & DJ Polo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erasure,
Moss Icon,
Goldenarms,
UT,
The Durutti Column,
Mark Hollis,
Crash Course in Science,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Aaron Thompson,
Reuben Wilson,
Sexual Harrassment,
Chrome,
Essential Logic,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Deadbeat,
Brass Construction,
Oblivians,
The Tremeloes,
Symarip,
Lee Hazlewood,
Pole,
Camberwell Now,
Robert Hood,
New Order,
Bill Near,
Eddi Front,
The Slackers,
Moebius,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Amon Düül,
John Holt,
Lakeside,
Loose Ends,
Toni Rubio,
Electric Prunes,
Brick,
The Move,
Traffic Nightmare,
DNA,
Dual Sessions,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Real Kids,
Hasil Adkins,
Tubeway Army,
kango's stein massive,
Tomorrow,
Vainqueur,
Yaz,
Piero Umiliani,
Severed Heads,
Cameo,
Absolute Body Control,
Bluetip,
Steve Hackett,
The Beau Brummels,
Yazoo,
Icehouse,
Jerry's Kids,
Sonic Youth,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club.
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.