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 Iceland and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Pagans to the punk 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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Smog 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?
A Certain Ratio,
The Tremeloes,
June Days,
Tears for Fears,
X-Ray Spex,
Kerrie Biddell,
Prince Buster,
Avey Tare,
Marmalade,
John Holt,
Todd Terry,
The Modern Lovers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
New York Dolls,
Reagan Youth,
Lalann,
Joensuu 1685,
Newcleus,
ABBA,
Animal Collective,
Intrusion,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Electric Prunes,
Mo-Dettes,
Fatback Band,
The Remains,
The Associates,
Flash Fearless,
Aswad,
Barry Ungar,
UT,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Moby Grape,
Black Moon,
The Selecter,
Eurythmics,
The Shadows of Knight,
Whodini,
Hardrive,
Model 500,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Neil Young,
The Blues Magoos,
The Blackbyrds,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Morten Harket,
New Age Steppers,
Duran Duran,
Roger Hodgson,
Delta 5,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Angels of Light,
Tubeway Army,
The Mojo Men,
Roy Ayers,
Cheater Slicks,
Soul Sonic Force,
Don Cherry,
Minny Pops,
The Fugs,
James White and The Blacks,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.