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 Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lou Reed & John Cale to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Sonny Sharrock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
Livin' Joy,
Alton Ellis,
Arab on Radar,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Leonard Cohen,
Kayak,
Stetsasonic,
The Gap Band,
the Swans,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Tres Demented,
Slick Rick,
Pussy Galore,
Alphaville,
Absolute Body Control,
Massinfluence,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Red Krayola,
Ken Boothe,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Monks,
Brick,
David Axelrod,
Arcadia,
Wolf Eyes,
Country Teasers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Human League,
Todd Rundgren,
Echospace,
Radiohead,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Idris Muhammad,
Brand Nubian,
Harry Pussy,
Monks,
Sonic Youth,
Joey Negro,
Chris & Cosey,
In Retrospect,
X-102,
Rapeman,
B.T. Express,
The Litter,
The Pop Group,
The Golliwogs,
Can,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Drexciya,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Subhumans,
The Divine Comedy,
Nas,
The Seeds,
Yazoo,
Inner City,
Lyres,
The Sonics,
These Immortal Souls,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.