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 South Sudan and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 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 Alphaville to the funk 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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blancmange record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Von Mondo,
X-101,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
the Slits,
Joe Smooth,
Rosa Yemen,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bush Tetras,
Guru Guru,
The Evens,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
World's Most,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Yusef Lateef,
Lucky Dragons,
Pantaleimon,
DJ Sneak,
Y Pants,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Fuzztones,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Dual Sessions,
Sällskapet,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Severed Heads,
Vainqueur,
Simply Red,
Jawbox,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Laurel Aitken,
Alice Coltrane,
Sixth Finger,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Arcadia,
Rhythm & Sound,
the Sonics,
Warsaw,
The Knickerbockers,
Moby Grape,
The Monks,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Grandmaster Flash,
Metal Thangz,
Cybotron,
AZ,
Altered Images,
Jacob Miller,
New Age Steppers,
The Fire Engines,
Althea and Donna,
LL Cool J,
The Divine Comedy,
Shuggie Otis,
Jesper Dahlback,
ABBA,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Aural Exciters,
Graham Central Station,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.