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 Georgia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 spring reverb 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 Avey Tare to the punk 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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All The American Breed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Enemy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
Stiv Bators,
Bill Near,
The Toasters,
Guru Guru,
Alison Limerick,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Urselle,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Suicide,
Robert Görl,
Scratch Acid,
The Index,
Rakim,
Smog,
Sight & Sound,
Audionom,
The Wake,
Ossler,
Tommy Roe,
Junior Murvin,
UT,
Lyres,
Oblivians,
E-Dancer,
Kas Product,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Excepter,
Don Cherry,
The New Christs,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Red Krayola,
DJ Style,
Suburban Knight,
kango's stein massive,
Delta 5,
Goldenarms,
Can,
Ultimate Spinach,
Colin Newman,
Eden Ahbez,
Ronan,
Josef K,
Harpers Bizarre,
Danielle Patucci,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Marshall Jefferson,
Icehouse,
Tomorrow,
The Evens,
Con Funk Shun,
Crash Course in Science,
The Beau Brummels,
Thee Headcoats,
Ice-T,
The Music Machine,
Lower 48,
Eli Mardock,
The Move, The Move, The Move, The Move.
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.