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 Botswana and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Barclay James Harvest to the disco 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rites of Spring,
Sarah Menescal,
Henry Cow,
Theoretical Girls,
The Dave Clark Five,
Hashim,
Crispy Ambulance,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Leonard Cohen,
the Soft Cell,
Robert Wyatt,
Vainqueur,
The Monochrome Set,
Mo-Dettes,
The Dead C,
Nik Kershaw,
Whodini,
Black Moon,
Kayak,
AZ,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Morten Harket,
Freddie Wadling,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Anakelly,
Eric Copeland,
Cybotron,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Television,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jimmy McGriff,
Eve St. Jones,
Ultimate Spinach,
DJ Style,
Joy Division,
Sonic Youth,
Moby Grape,
Siglo XX,
Blake Baxter,
The Invisible,
Gang of Four,
Das Ding,
The Happenings,
Crash Course in Science,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Blues Magoos,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sällskapet,
Black Pus,
Quando Quango,
Dawn Penn,
X-102,
Dark Day,
The Walker Brothers,
Echospace,
Scan 7,
Erykah Badu,
Bobby Byrd,
Pulsallama,
One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish.
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.