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 China and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Tom Verlaine 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 The Red Krayola to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Searchers. All the underground hits.
All Severed Heads tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Buzzcocks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
Zero Boys,
Suicide,
The Sonics,
Gabor Szabo,
The Gories,
Jacob Miller,
David Axelrod,
Lyres,
Sam Rivers,
Minnie Riperton,
F. McDonald,
the Normal,
MDC,
Lee Hazlewood,
Grey Daturas,
World's Most,
Roy Ayers,
Average White Band,
ABC,
The Music Machine,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Grandmaster Flash,
Nirvana,
Accadde A,
Joensuu 1685,
Yusef Lateef,
The Evens,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Fear,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Eve St. Jones,
Nils Olav,
Pharoah Sanders,
Hashim,
Audionom,
Lightning Bolt,
The Durutti Column,
Camouflage,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Skatalites,
Magma,
Public Enemy,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Roxy Music,
James Chance & The Contortions,
the Swans,
Robert Wyatt,
Cybotron,
Patti Smith,
Chris & Cosey,
Minny Pops,
The Black Dice,
Silicon Teens,
Delon & Dalcan,
Animal Collective,
Make Up,
Bronski Beat,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.