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 Cuba and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Beasts of Bourbon to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
Harry Pussy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Y Pants,
Malaria!,
Arab on Radar,
The Durutti Column,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
John Coltrane,
Arthur Verocai,
Q65,
Nas,
Idris Muhammad,
Jerry's Kids,
Half Japanese,
Wally Richardson,
Blancmange,
Althea and Donna,
Cal Tjader,
Roy Ayers,
Drexciya,
Animal Collective,
Ponytail,
Mandrill,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ituana,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Walker Brothers,
Monolake,
Interpol,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sandy B,
Depeche Mode,
Judy Mowatt,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Raincoats,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nico,
MDC,
Charles Mingus,
F. McDonald,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Modern Lovers,
Cameo,
Sight & Sound,
Lou Christie,
the Normal,
Dennis Brown,
The Star Department,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fela Kuti,
Flash Fearless,
Gang Green,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Misunderstood,
Dead Boys,
Wasted Youth,
Kaleidoscope,
Oblivians,
T. Rex,
The Motions,
Flamin' Groovies,
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You don't know what you really want.
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You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.