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 Vietnam and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
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 Negative Approach to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
8 Eyed Spy,
Model 500,
Stetsasonic,
The Young Rascals,
Toni Rubio,
Sun Ra,
Nas,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Davy DMX,
Joe Smooth,
OOIOO,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Boz Scaggs,
Jesper Dahlback,
Hoover,
Franke,
The Gladiators,
Livin' Joy,
Kaleidoscope,
Radiohead,
The Birthday Party,
The Mojo Men,
Pierre Henry,
48th St. Collective,
Bluetip,
Jeff Lynne,
Unrelated Segments,
Section 25,
KRS-One,
Royal Trux,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Wake,
Rekid,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sound Behaviour,
Crispy Ambulance,
Funky Four + One,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Move,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
World's Most,
Nick Fraelich,
ABC,
Organ,
the Soft Cell,
Swell Maps,
Marc Almond,
Alton Ellis,
Minny Pops,
EPMD,
Throbbing Gristle,
Quando Quango,
Steve Hackett,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Delon & Dalcan,
Arab on Radar,
Erykah Badu,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jawbox,
The Electric Prunes,
The Moody Blues,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.