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 New Zealand and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Misunderstood to the disco 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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tears for Fears record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
The Associates,
Sarah Menescal,
Livin' Joy,
Junior Murvin,
The Music Machine,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Essential Logic,
Brothers Johnson,
The Saints,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
EPMD,
Gang Green,
Gastr Del Sol,
Joensuu 1685,
Television Personalities,
Suicide,
Agent Orange,
Bang On A Can,
Stockholm Monsters,
Minutemen,
Eric Dolphy,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lucky Dragons,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Zapp,
Fluxion,
The Fall,
Michelle Simonal,
Sight & Sound,
Bush Tetras,
Laurel Aitken,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Loose Ends,
Leonard Cohen,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kerrie Biddell,
Duran Duran,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jandek,
Black Sheep,
Rod Modell,
Funkadelic,
DJ Sneak,
The Birthday Party,
Sonic Youth,
Banda Bassotti,
Minnie Riperton,
Smog,
K-Klass,
Interpol,
The Detroit Cobras,
Delta 5,
The Fugs,
Johnny Osbourne,
Byron Stingily,
Roy Ayers,
Sun Ra,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.