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 Nigeria and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 mellotron 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 Peter and Kerry to the disco 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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All Young Marble Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerrie Biddell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Angels of Light,
A Certain Ratio,
Ice-T,
Tres Demented,
Rufus Thomas,
Ten City,
Nik Kershaw,
Fela Kuti,
The Gap Band,
Black Sheep,
Susan Cadogan,
Eddi Front,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pantaleimon,
Crispian St. Peters,
Camouflage,
Warsaw,
Terry Callier,
U.S. Maple,
Delta 5,
Sound Behaviour,
Ossler,
Dark Day,
Guru Guru,
Hardrive,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Deakin,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Black Flag,
This Heat,
X-Ray Spex,
The Modern Lovers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jimmy McGriff,
Josef K,
Smog,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Schoolly D,
Sight & Sound,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Siglo XX,
Morten Harket,
Robert Görl,
Agent Orange,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Erykah Badu,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Liliput,
Lebanon Hanover,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Minutemen,
Sex Pistols,
Colin Newman,
Easy Going,
Flash Fearless,
Zero Boys,
DNA,
Alton Ellis,
Juan Atkins,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.