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 Mali and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 oboe 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 Althea and Donna to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All The Martian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
Soft Machine,
Johnny Clarke,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Echospace,
Ken Boothe,
Ituana,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Whodini,
Spandau Ballet,
Curtis Mayfield,
Minnie Riperton,
Radio Birdman,
Sound Behaviour,
Blancmange,
Bob Dylan,
Technova,
Mantronix,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Grandmaster Flash,
Derrick Morgan,
The Velvet Underground,
The Fugs,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pet Shop Boys,
Mad Mike,
Nas,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Trumans Water,
Camberwell Now,
James White and The Blacks,
The Slackers,
Easy Going,
Eurythmics,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Associates,
Sight & Sound,
Morten Harket,
Little Man,
Fugazi,
Scan 7,
John Holt,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Durutti Column,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
X-101,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lightning Bolt,
Pere Ubu,
Kas Product,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Doors,
Interpol,
The Fall,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Wings,
Marvin Gaye,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Y Pants,
Lindisfarne,
Ossler,
Al Stewart,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.