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 Malta and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Yellowson to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Terrestrial Tones. All the underground hits.
All Morten Harket tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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?
Slave,
Silicon Teens,
the Germs,
Stockholm Monsters,
Deakin,
Fear,
The Star Department,
The Trojans,
Country Teasers,
Malaria!,
James White and The Blacks,
Danielle Patucci,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Public Enemy,
The Fire Engines,
Audionom,
Groovy Waters,
Delta 5,
World's Most,
Joey Negro,
Cameo,
Warsaw,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Fugs,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
New Age Steppers,
Morten Harket,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Sonics,
Sun Ra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lou Reed,
Anakelly,
Swans,
The Blues Magoos,
8 Eyed Spy,
Laurel Aitken,
Moss Icon,
Juan Atkins,
Kerri Chandler,
Brothers Johnson,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Charles Mingus,
Thee Headcoats,
Interpol,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Derrick Morgan,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Neu!,
The Buckinghams,
Accadde A,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sister Nancy,
Bootsy Collins,
Aswad,
The American Breed,
Nas,
The Residents,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.