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 St Lucia and from Johannesburg.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 oboe 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 Connie Case to the rock 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 Rod Modell. All the underground hits.
All Blake Baxter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Dave Gahan,
Theoretical Girls,
New Age Steppers,
Bad Manners,
Jerry's Kids,
Moebius,
the Sonics,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Fire Engines,
Matthew Halsall,
The Durutti Column,
Albert Ayler,
Popol Vuh,
Sällskapet,
Bootsy Collins,
Erykah Badu,
Dorothy Ashby,
Tres Demented,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sandy B,
the Germs,
Country Teasers,
The Misunderstood,
Swans,
Gang of Four,
Isaac Hayes,
The Evens,
Intrusion,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Cameo,
Pantaleimon,
Morten Harket,
Joyce Sims,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Victims,
Laurel Aitken,
Robert Görl,
Echospace,
Slave,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pole,
Sarah Menescal,
Whodini,
Eric Copeland,
Ken Boothe,
Pere Ubu,
Angry Samoans,
Stetsasonic,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Masters at Work,
Ronan,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Carl Craig,
In Retrospect,
Marvin Gaye,
Lindisfarne,
Eric B and Rakim,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.