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 Guinea-Bissau and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 marimba 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 Barrington Levy 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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All The Wake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spandau Ballet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liliput,
The Human League,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
In Retrospect,
Zapp,
Stiv Bators,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
cv313,
Roxy Music,
Parry Music,
Iggy Pop,
Bluetip,
The Vogues,
Glenn Branca,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Moody Blues,
Simply Red,
Graham Central Station,
New York Dolls,
The Pretty Things,
Saccharine Trust,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bobby Womack,
Suburban Knight,
Wire,
Eli Mardock,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Anakelly,
Jerry's Kids,
Television,
kango's stein massive,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Motions,
Soul Sonic Force,
Hashim,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Circle Jerks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
CMW,
Swell Maps,
The Gap Band,
Barbara Tucker,
EPMD,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ronan,
Sound Behaviour,
Josef K,
Cheater Slicks,
The Toasters,
X-101,
Maleditus Sound,
June of 44,
Brass Construction,
Marc Almond,
Kaleidoscope,
The Fire Engines,
Main Source,
The Techniques,
Fugazi,
Section 25,
Reuben Wilson,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.