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 Belarus and from Stockholm.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sällskapet to the disco 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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All The Stooges tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every K-Klass record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Move,
Aswad,
The Associates,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ossler,
Au Pairs,
Roxette,
Ralphi Rosario,
Half Japanese,
Cameo,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Royal Trux,
Harry Pussy,
Gregory Isaacs,
Audionom,
Jandek,
David Bowie,
ABC,
Derrick Morgan,
Fugazi,
The Searchers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Joensuu 1685,
The Five Americans,
Kaleidoscope,
Reagan Youth,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Smoke,
Man Eating Sloth,
Judy Mowatt,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Crime,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
James Chance & The Contortions,
DJ Style,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
MDC,
Sparks,
Lou Reed,
Mark Hollis,
Con Funk Shun,
The Busters,
Man Parrish,
Negative Approach,
Essential Logic,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Toasters,
Pantytec,
Masters at Work,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Hardrive,
Nick Fraelich,
Patti Smith,
Bluetip,
Slave,
The Knickerbockers,
Radiohead,
Matthew Halsall,
Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans.
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.