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 Moldova and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 organ 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 The Zeros to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Steve Hackett. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boredoms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June of 44,
Grandmaster Flash,
Little Man,
The Fall,
Eve St. Jones,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Archie Shepp,
In Retrospect,
Sällskapet,
Donny Hathaway,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Jawbox,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Mars,
Hoover,
Saccharine Trust,
Monolake,
Sonic Youth,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kaleidoscope,
Popol Vuh,
Surgeon,
The Neon Judgement,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ronnie Foster,
Erasure,
Kas Product,
The Move,
Simply Red,
Frankie Knuckles,
Arthur Verocai,
Loose Ends,
Crispian St. Peters,
Eden Ahbez,
the Normal,
Curtis Mayfield,
Peter & Gordon,
Basic Channel,
Bronski Beat,
Niagra,
The Smiths,
The American Breed,
The Toasters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Minny Pops,
Ornette Coleman,
Can,
The Detroit Cobras,
Model 500,
Interpol,
Buzzcocks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bill Near,
MC5,
Black Sheep,
The Litter,
Roxette,
The Fugs,
Joensuu 1685,
Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls.
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.