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 Uganda and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Todd Rundgren to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Cheater Slicks. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fortunes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Ten City,
Scott Walker,
Jerry's Kids,
Sonny Sharrock,
FM Einheit,
The Saints,
Reagan Youth,
The Vogues,
Sex Pistols,
Iggy Pop,
Lee Hazlewood,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Arab on Radar,
Bad Manners,
Lalann,
Susan Cadogan,
Sandy B,
Harmonia,
Gil Scott Heron,
Joyce Sims,
Minny Pops,
Chrome,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Alarm Clocks,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
AZ,
Hashim,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Danielle Patucci,
Soul II Soul,
New Order,
Liliput,
Young Marble Giants,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Prince Buster,
The Gap Band,
Patti Smith,
The Cure,
Amon Düül,
Althea and Donna,
The Star Department,
Idris Muhammad,
Joe Finger,
Ronan,
Infiniti,
Reuben Wilson,
Tommy Roe,
Adolescents,
ABBA,
Jeff Mills,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Deepchord,
Janne Schatter,
Basic Channel,
Eurythmics,
Tubeway Army,
Circle Jerks,
The Zeros,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Inner City,
10cc,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.