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 Chad and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 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 Tommy Roe to the rock 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 Charles Mingus. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Albert Ayler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Jawbox,
Bobby Sherman,
The Doobie Brothers,
Quando Quango,
Stockholm Monsters,
Zapp,
New York Dolls,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Red Krayola,
DJ Style,
Adolescents,
Unwound,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Cluster,
Magazine,
The Grass Roots,
Visage,
a-ha,
Fluxion,
China Crisis,
Eden Ahbez,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Young Rascals,
Sexual Harrassment,
Brand Nubian,
Zero Boys,
The Residents,
Tommy Roe,
The Divine Comedy,
The Names,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bauhaus,
Altered Images,
Black Pus,
Stiv Bators,
Pulsallama,
Sound Behaviour,
Fad Gadget,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Basic Channel,
The Shadows of Knight,
FM Einheit,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Star Department,
Rod Modell,
Lower 48,
Johnny Osbourne,
Oblivians,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Chris Corsano,
Byron Stingily,
The Human League,
Thee Headcoats,
Sun City Girls,
The Invisible,
Hoover,
Joy Division,
the Sonics,
The Neon Judgement,
Derrick Morgan,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.