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 Bahrain and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 theremin 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 Procol Harum to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Whodini,
Oneida,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Marshall Jefferson,
Groovy Waters,
Rapeman,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Suburban Knight,
Man Parrish,
The Busters,
Amazonics,
The Divine Comedy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gastr Del Sol,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Von Mondo,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pulsallama,
Slave,
The Monks,
Boz Scaggs,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Anakelly,
Laurel Aitken,
Mandrill,
Pantaleimon,
Y Pants,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
La Düsseldorf,
China Crisis,
Masters at Work,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The United States of America,
Junior Murvin,
Cameo,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Dirtbombs,
kango's stein massive,
Graham Central Station,
The Detroit Cobras,
Derrick Morgan,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Severed Heads,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ken Boothe,
10cc,
Thee Headcoats,
Fatback Band,
Rufus Thomas,
Quantec,
Lou Christie,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rotary Connection,
Dave Gahan,
Monks,
Neu!, Neu!, Neu!, Neu!.
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.