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 Togo and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Bill Wells to the rock 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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All Black Moon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fugazi,
Pet Shop Boys,
Guru Guru,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lakeside,
Sun City Girls,
Mo-Dettes,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Stereo Dub,
Jimmy McGriff,
Oneida,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Selecter,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Radiopuhelimet,
Soul II Soul,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eric Dolphy,
Talk Talk,
Clear Light,
The Monochrome Set,
L. Decosne,
Shoche,
Monolake,
The Techniques,
The Moleskins,
Judy Mowatt,
the Sonics,
Country Joe & The Fish,
E-Dancer,
The Searchers,
Erasure,
The Litter,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Das Ding,
Barclay James Harvest,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gang Green,
Rufus Thomas,
Gerry Rafferty,
Swell Maps,
One Last Wish,
Cluster,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Minnie Riperton,
June of 44,
the Soft Cell,
Pussy Galore,
Derrick May,
Colin Newman,
Drexciya,
the Fania All-Stars,
EPMD,
Lou Christie,
B.T. Express,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Stetsasonic,
Piero Umiliani,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Tres Demented,
Donald Byrd,
Alice Coltrane,
Yazoo,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry.
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.