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 Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill 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 guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
A Certain Ratio,
Nik Kershaw,
Warren Ellis,
Rakim,
Monks,
The Victims,
Shuggie Otis,
Ultravox,
The Monochrome Set,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dead Boys,
Gang Starr,
The Litter,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Johnny Clarke,
The Offenders,
Moss Icon,
The Smiths,
Surgeon,
the Bar-Kays,
kango's stein massive,
The Evens,
Das Ding,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Human League,
8 Eyed Spy,
EPMD,
Tubeway Army,
The Fall,
The Skatalites,
Roy Ayers,
Public Image Ltd.,
Urselle,
The Selecter,
Schoolly D,
Zapp,
The Smoke,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Mojo Men,
Sexual Harrassment,
Al Stewart,
Scott Walker,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Icehouse,
The Gories,
Dave Gahan,
The Knickerbockers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Aaron Thompson,
Banda Bassotti,
John Coltrane,
Sonic Youth,
Cymande,
Charles Mingus,
Soul Sonic Force,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gabor Szabo,
Pulsallama,
James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks.
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.