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 Italy and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Blackbyrds to the techno 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 Ituana. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Sheep record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions 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?
Public Image Ltd.,
10cc,
Pulsallama,
Skarface,
Erasure,
kango's stein massive,
Rites of Spring,
Average White Band,
Aloha Tigers,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Tears for Fears,
Peter & Gordon,
Whodini,
The Moody Blues,
The Stooges,
Echospace,
Dual Sessions,
Patti Smith,
the Swans,
Pussy Galore,
Chris & Cosey,
Gabor Szabo,
Ituana,
Blossom Toes,
Moby Grape,
Audionom,
Sexual Harrassment,
David Axelrod,
The Fuzztones,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Underground Resistance,
Fela Kuti,
Todd Rundgren,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Howard Jones,
Wolf Eyes,
Robert Hood,
The Blackbyrds,
Roxette,
Mo-Dettes,
Theoretical Girls,
The Mummies,
Big Daddy Kane,
Moss Icon,
Jesper Dahlback,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Slave,
Bill Wells,
Lower 48,
Fad Gadget,
Steve Hackett,
MC5,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lucky Dragons,
Gregory Isaacs,
Neil Young,
This Heat,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Make Up,
The Selecter,
Swell Maps,
Barry Ungar,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.