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 Bahamas and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 synthesizer 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 D'Angelo to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Divine Comedy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nirvana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Fugs,
Vladislav Delay,
Surgeon,
Roxy Music,
Amon Düül II,
Monolake,
CMW,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Unrelated Segments,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ice-T,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Cecil Taylor,
Alphaville,
Q65,
The Names,
Crooked Eye,
Subhumans,
Kerrie Biddell,
Swans,
Parry Music,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Young Marble Giants,
the Swans,
The Dirtbombs,
Stereo Dub,
Scrapy,
Das Ding,
Desert Stars,
Kas Product,
The Flesh Eaters,
Rites of Spring,
Yazoo,
Fatback Band,
Terrestrial Tones,
Yaz,
Pet Shop Boys,
Wally Richardson,
The Birthday Party,
Symarip,
Jesper Dahlback,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Skaos,
The Fortunes,
David Axelrod,
R.M.O.,
Television Personalities,
Radio Birdman,
Eddi Front,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Soulsonic Force,
Roger Hodgson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Negative Approach,
The Slits,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Roy Ayers,
The Cramps,
Public Image Ltd.,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.