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 Australia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 synthesizer 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the dance 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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All The Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masters at Work 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Graham Central Station record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Surgeon,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
James White and The Blacks,
cv313,
The Detroit Cobras,
T.S.O.L.,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Juan Atkins,
Arthur Verocai,
Pierre Henry,
Lungfish,
The Fall,
Carl Craig,
Jandek,
Trumans Water,
The Buckinghams,
the Germs,
Clear Light,
John Cale,
Malaria!,
Pantytec,
Suburban Knight,
Qualms,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Dirtbombs,
The Durutti Column,
Alice Coltrane,
Boz Scaggs,
Bobby Sherman,
the Slits,
Infiniti,
Q and Not U,
Donny Hathaway,
The Electric Prunes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Minutemen,
Kerrie Biddell,
Eddi Front,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Blake Baxter,
Public Enemy,
Robert Görl,
Iggy Pop,
The Five Americans,
the Human League,
Ludus,
Country Teasers,
Porter Ricks,
Deepchord,
Brass Construction,
Erykah Badu,
Das Ding,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lightning Bolt,
Tres Demented,
Depeche Mode,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pylon,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.