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 Netherlands and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 Delhi and Jakarta.
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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 World's Most to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
The Shadows of Knight,
X-101,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Soft Machine,
The Tremeloes,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
These Immortal Souls,
La Düsseldorf,
Dave Gahan,
A Certain Ratio,
Public Enemy,
Kurtis Blow,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Popol Vuh,
The Dirtbombs,
Terry Callier,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Kas Product,
Silicon Teens,
Desert Stars,
Gil Scott Heron,
Mandrill,
X-Ray Spex,
Gichy Dan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Quadrant,
The Cramps,
Swans,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Inner City,
Amazonics,
Brothers Johnson,
Lightning Bolt,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sonic Youth,
Tropical Tobacco,
Rakim,
Von Mondo,
the Germs,
Matthew Halsall,
The Durutti Column,
Intrusion,
Jacob Miller,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
JFA,
Animal Collective,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Qualms,
E-Dancer,
Judy Mowatt,
Radiohead,
Ponytail,
Ice-T,
Spoonie Gee,
Porter Ricks,
the Soft Cell,
Warsaw,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
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.