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 Madagascar and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Cluster 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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All The Barracudas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pussy Galore record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
The Standells,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Crash Course in Science,
Scientists,
Wolf Eyes,
Country Teasers,
Jeru the Damaja,
Althea and Donna,
Bad Manners,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Motions,
Aswad,
The Victims,
Lightning Bolt,
The Knickerbockers,
DNA,
Tears for Fears,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ultra Naté,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Visage,
Moby Grape,
Agitation Free,
The Zeros,
The Slackers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Excepter,
Shuggie Otis,
the Sonics,
Buzzcocks,
Michelle Simonal,
48th St. Collective,
Ludus,
Sällskapet,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Animal Collective,
Janne Schatter,
Tommy Roe,
Das Ding,
Ten City,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Make Up,
Prince Buster,
Marc Almond,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Youth Brigade,
Ossler,
Dave Gahan,
Electric Light Orchestra,
UT,
Maleditus Sound,
Warsaw,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bauhaus,
Roger Hodgson,
The Dirtbombs,
DJ Style,
Cluster,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.