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 Brunei and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 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 Yazoo to the disco 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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every China Crisis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Knickerbockers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Index,
The Real Kids,
The Index,
Sister Nancy,
One Last Wish,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Chrome,
Anakelly,
Kenny Larkin,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fatback Band,
Parry Music,
Babytalk,
Fat Boys,
Oblivians,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Trumans Water,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Aswad,
Radiohead,
Massinfluence,
Throbbing Gristle,
Talk Talk,
Young Marble Giants,
The Names,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Neu!,
Bobby Sherman,
Deadbeat,
Siglo XX,
The Velvet Underground,
The Beau Brummels,
Hasil Adkins,
The Fuzztones,
Slave,
Patti Smith,
Sun Ra,
Eddi Front,
The Seeds,
ABBA,
The Detroit Cobras,
Malaria!,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jawbox,
Hardrive,
Robert Hood,
Crooked Eye,
Kerrie Biddell,
Minnie Riperton,
Procol Harum,
Mission of Burma,
H. Thieme,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Deepchord,
Excepter,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
DNA,
The Mojo Men,
Archie Shepp,
The Tremeloes,
The Offenders,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.