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 Norway 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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Robert Palmer 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 Joe Finger to the crunk 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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All Scrapy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drexciya,
Zero Boys,
Sexual Harrassment,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Von Mondo,
The Electric Prunes,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bobby Byrd,
Easy Going,
Morten Harket,
Brothers Johnson,
cv313,
the Germs,
Neil Young,
Popol Vuh,
Dave Gahan,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Outsiders,
Japan,
Pussy Galore,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Minutemen,
Susan Cadogan,
Aural Exciters,
The Trojans,
Qualms,
Cheater Slicks,
Ultravox,
Pet Shop Boys,
Goldenarms,
The Black Dice,
Negative Approach,
Agent Orange,
Camberwell Now,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Loose Ends,
Ossler,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Cecil Taylor,
John Lydon,
Dead Boys,
Barry Ungar,
Hoover,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
the Slits,
Glambeats Corp.,
U.S. Maple,
Soft Machine,
Lalann,
The Remains,
Talk Talk,
Flamin' Groovies,
Angry Samoans,
The New Christs,
E-Dancer,
The Motions,
the Swans,
The Grass Roots,
Joyce Sims,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Derrick May,
Arthur Verocai,
Ludus,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.