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 Tunisia and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 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 Deakin to the rock 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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Black Dice,
Funkadelic,
the Bar-Kays,
Archie Shepp,
Lou Christie,
Q65,
Yellowson,
Eric Dolphy,
Bluetip,
Wolf Eyes,
The Tremeloes,
a-ha,
Interpol,
Deepchord,
Brothers Johnson,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Television,
F. McDonald,
Nils Olav,
Television Personalities,
Sonny Sharrock,
Shoche,
Tommy Roe,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Soul Sonic Force,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Techniques,
Crooked Eye,
Morten Harket,
Johnny Osbourne,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The American Breed,
Stereo Dub,
Idris Muhammad,
The Dead C,
Blake Baxter,
John Cale,
Roger Hodgson,
Oneida,
The Saints,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Section 25,
Moss Icon,
Aloha Tigers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Selecter,
Bush Tetras,
Loose Ends,
Robert Görl,
Black Bananas,
JFA,
Mantronix,
Livin' Joy,
Andrew Hill,
Vladislav Delay,
the Human League,
Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne.
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.