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 Panama and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 clarinet 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 48th St. Collective 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 the Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Interpol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Livin' Joy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Cabaret Voltaire,
cv313,
Kerrie Biddell,
John Cale,
Theoretical Girls,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Fad Gadget,
Scott Walker,
Cecil Taylor,
8 Eyed Spy,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Masters at Work,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Flamin' Groovies,
Curtis Mayfield,
Visage,
Radiopuhelimet,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sugar Minott,
The Gun Club,
Porter Ricks,
Country Teasers,
Aloha Tigers,
The Sonics,
Gang of Four,
Jesper Dahlback,
Cheater Slicks,
Metal Thangz,
The Real Kids,
Pharoah Sanders,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Agent Orange,
Negative Approach,
Bootsy Collins,
Half Japanese,
Kaleidoscope,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Los Fastidios,
The Martian,
Jeff Lynne,
Man Parrish,
Janne Schatter,
Graham Central Station,
The Skatalites,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Hasil Adkins,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Guru Guru,
CMW,
The Dave Clark Five,
Hot Snakes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Idris Muhammad,
Mary Jane Girls,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.