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 Eritrea and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 organ 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 Morten Harket to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
Eric B and Rakim,
Eddi Front,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Neil Young,
Mission of Burma,
The Motions,
E-Dancer,
John Cale,
Gang of Four,
Tubeway Army,
The Busters,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ice-T,
The Young Rascals,
The Cosmic Jokers,
MC5,
The Flesh Eaters,
Scratch Acid,
Sixth Finger,
Desert Stars,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Can,
Michelle Simonal,
La Düsseldorf,
CMW,
Harmonia,
a-ha,
The American Breed,
Rotary Connection,
Urselle,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Fire Engines,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Motorama,
Saccharine Trust,
Nico,
Slave,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Circle Jerks,
Fear,
Derrick Morgan,
Marine Girls,
Intrusion,
Nick Fraelich,
Outsiders,
Gabor Szabo,
Iggy Pop,
The New Christs,
John Coltrane,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lightning Bolt,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Wasted Youth,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bootsy Collins,
Los Fastidios,
The Fuzztones,
Boogie Down Productions,
Suicide,
Amazonics,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.