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 Micronesia and from Paris.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 theremin 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 Second Layer to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eddi Front record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Absolute Body Control,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Das Ding,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Boredoms,
Tears for Fears,
Peter and Kerry,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Stockholm Monsters,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ice-T,
The Standells,
Peter & Gordon,
Letta Mbulu,
Radiohead,
Sparks,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lindisfarne,
Malaria!,
The Golliwogs,
New Age Steppers,
Porter Ricks,
Trumans Water,
Lou Christie,
Little Man,
Cheater Slicks,
Sexual Harrassment,
Prince Buster,
Section 25,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Searchers,
The Evens,
DNA,
Radiopuhelimet,
Joe Smooth,
Marmalade,
Eve St. Jones,
Magazine,
Godley & Creme,
Pharoah Sanders,
Janne Schatter,
The Slits,
The Sonics,
DJ Style,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Smiths,
Saccharine Trust,
Ohio Players,
Bobby Sherman,
F. McDonald,
Scrapy,
Shuggie Otis,
Rhythm & Sound,
Arthur Verocai,
Subhumans,
Gastr Del Sol,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
MC5,
Sonic Youth,
John Cale, John Cale, John Cale, John Cale.
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.