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 Italy and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Newcleus to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Excepter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arab on Radar,
Colin Newman,
Connie Case,
DJ Style,
New Order,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Five Americans,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sex Pistols,
Television,
Graham Central Station,
Amon Düül II,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Dave Gahan,
Man Parrish,
The Victims,
Yellowson,
Ponytail,
Juan Atkins,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Skaos,
The Blues Magoos,
Quadrant,
Stereo Dub,
Vainqueur,
Pylon,
Motorama,
Hashim,
Yaz,
Pussy Galore,
DNA,
Anthony Braxton,
Magma,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Oneida,
Barbara Tucker,
Man Eating Sloth,
Arthur Verocai,
Joe Smooth,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
China Crisis,
Pere Ubu,
Moss Icon,
The Busters,
The Zeros,
Bluetip,
KRS-One,
Al Stewart,
K-Klass,
The Birthday Party,
Buzzcocks,
Monolake,
Kas Product,
Crispy Ambulance,
X-102,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Black Dice,
Camouflage,
Sound Behaviour,
The Human League,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.