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 Armenia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Aswad to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chrome,
Faust,
Little Man,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bush Tetras,
Theoretical Girls,
Lower 48,
the Swans,
8 Eyed Spy,
Gabor Szabo,
Sugar Minott,
Main Source,
Scott Walker,
Excepter,
Mars,
Bobby Sherman,
Massinfluence,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Symarip,
Junior Murvin,
T. Rex,
The Alarm Clocks,
Marine Girls,
The Leaves,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Warren Ellis,
Matthew Bourne,
Alison Limerick,
The Blackbyrds,
Yazoo,
Moss Icon,
Unwound,
Connie Case,
The Zeros,
Tomorrow,
Alphaville,
Ohio Players,
Pulsallama,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Albert Ayler,
Young Marble Giants,
The Gladiators,
Lebanon Hanover,
Spandau Ballet,
Moebius,
Girls At Our Best!,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Darondo,
Robert Hood,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Laurel Aitken,
The Smoke,
Bob Dylan,
The Sonics,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Stiv Bators,
Pussy Galore,
Swell Maps,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Pop Group,
Mantronix,
Can, Can, Can, Can.
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.