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 Hungary and from Lille.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Richard Hell and the Voidoids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs 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 güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hot Snakes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New York Dolls,
Kool Moe Dee,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Metal Thangz,
the Slits,
Joe Smooth,
Bush Tetras,
Whodini,
Gichy Dan,
The Monochrome Set,
Janne Schatter,
Rekid,
Sandy B,
Eurythmics,
Scrapy,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Absolute Body Control,
10cc,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Zero Boys,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Colin Newman,
Barrington Levy,
Blancmange,
The Fortunes,
Ken Boothe,
Connie Case,
The Skatalites,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Qualms,
the Fania All-Stars,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Con Funk Shun,
Deakin,
Japan,
Delon & Dalcan,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Minor Threat,
Amon Düül,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Marine Girls,
Rites of Spring,
Mantronix,
K-Klass,
Tom Boy,
Stetsasonic,
The Martian,
Scan 7,
Banda Bassotti,
Minutemen,
the Association,
Big Daddy Kane,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.