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 Serbia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Q and Not U to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All Dawn Penn tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nik Kershaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
Jerry's Kids,
Roxette,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Neu!,
Jacob Miller,
Talk Talk,
Grey Daturas,
Kas Product,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Brand Nubian,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Minor Threat,
Ultravox,
The Monks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Marshall Jefferson,
Nas,
Amon Düül,
The Durutti Column,
Lightning Bolt,
Minny Pops,
The Last Poets,
Eric Dolphy,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Juan Atkins,
The Evens,
Lou Christie,
PIL,
Deepchord,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Quando Quango,
FM Einheit,
Man Parrish,
Pussy Galore,
The Searchers,
Reuben Wilson,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Cowsills,
Gang Starr,
Sam Rivers,
Nik Kershaw,
World's Most,
LL Cool J,
Scott Walker,
Joyce Sims,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
New York Dolls,
Masters at Work,
Donny Hathaway,
The Barracudas,
The Wake,
Sugar Minott,
The Seeds,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Marvin Gaye,
Lou Reed,
Yusef Lateef,
Amon Düül II,
Boredoms,
Organ,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.