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 Mauritius and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 808 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 Shuggie Otis to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sister Nancy. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Steve Hackett record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Martian,
Fat Boys,
Janne Schatter,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The J.B.'s,
Minnie Riperton,
Peter & Gordon,
Spoonie Gee,
Arab on Radar,
Althea and Donna,
Excepter,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Mars,
Sex Pistols,
Magma,
Pantaleimon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Average White Band,
The Residents,
Television,
Al Stewart,
Gabor Szabo,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Litter,
Supertramp,
The Dave Clark Five,
Neu!,
Underground Resistance,
Camouflage,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Nik Kershaw,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ultravox,
The Kinks,
Matthew Halsall,
The Saints,
Ronan,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Radio Birdman,
The Pretty Things,
Fad Gadget,
Main Source,
Delta 5,
Patti Smith,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Negative Approach,
Avey Tare,
Crispy Ambulance,
Procol Harum,
Howard Jones,
Interpol,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ossler,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Fela Kuti,
L. Decosne,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
New Age Steppers,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.