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 Palau and from Tehran.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Marvin Gaye to the techno 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 Lou Christie. All the underground hits.
All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joy Division record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
The Sonics,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kenny Larkin,
Magazine,
The Busters,
8 Eyed Spy,
John Lydon,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sarah Menescal,
Grauzone,
Nick Fraelich,
Judy Mowatt,
Rosa Yemen,
Boogie Down Productions,
Mad Mike,
Swell Maps,
Rites of Spring,
Crime,
Eurythmics,
Khruangbin,
Gang Gang Dance,
Parry Music,
Easy Going,
Bronski Beat,
Delon & Dalcan,
Peter and Kerry,
Donny Hathaway,
LL Cool J,
Mission of Burma,
Nas,
Sonny Sharrock,
June Days,
Archie Shepp,
The Standells,
Rod Modell,
the Germs,
Jacob Miller,
Technova,
The Evens,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Eddi Front,
The Black Dice,
Michelle Simonal,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Flash Fearless,
This Heat,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
K-Klass,
DJ Style,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Matthew Halsall,
Nico,
cv313,
The Buckinghams,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Hardrive,
Guru Guru,
The United States of America,
Jeff Mills,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.