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 Samoa and from Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Country Teasers to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Buckinghams. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxy Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agent Orange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Stooges,
Average White Band,
Vladislav Delay,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Sound,
Lou Christie,
D'Angelo,
Porter Ricks,
Michelle Simonal,
Radiohead,
Lucky Dragons,
Bill Near,
The Buckinghams,
MC5,
The Slackers,
The Martian,
R.M.O.,
Howard Jones,
F. McDonald,
Throbbing Gristle,
Lalo Schifrin,
Man Parrish,
Absolute Body Control,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rites of Spring,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Unwound,
Tomorrow,
Lakeside,
The Knickerbockers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Techniques,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Second Layer,
Lalann,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Slits,
Rakim,
Tommy Roe,
Spoonie Gee,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kurtis Blow,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gichy Dan,
Dave Gahan,
John Holt,
Moby Grape,
Barrington Levy,
Tom Boy,
Niagra,
The Standells,
Hasil Adkins,
Rotary Connection,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Laurel Aitken,
Jimmy McGriff,
Public Image Ltd.,
Nico,
Stetsasonic,
Angry Samoans,
LL Cool J,
Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler.
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.