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 Paraguay and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Lyon.
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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Searchers to the electroclash 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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Gang Starr tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Lydon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
World's Most,
the Association,
The United States of America,
Lebanon Hanover,
Nik Kershaw,
Public Enemy,
June Days,
Davy DMX,
The Neon Judgement,
Ultra Naté,
Pet Shop Boys,
Soulsonic Force,
10cc,
Tom Boy,
Scott Walker,
Rotary Connection,
The Raincoats,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Theoretical Girls,
ABC,
The Gladiators,
B.T. Express,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Fluxion,
The Happenings,
Danielle Patucci,
Aaron Thompson,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Invisible,
H. Thieme,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Young Marble Giants,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Shuggie Otis,
Adolescents,
Jandek,
The Tremeloes,
The Buckinghams,
ABBA,
Ronnie Foster,
Joey Negro,
Reagan Youth,
New Age Steppers,
Livin' Joy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Barracudas,
Anthony Braxton,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Tomorrow,
Barrington Levy,
Bauhaus,
Pagans,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bob Dylan,
Black Pus,
The Cure,
Country Teasers,
Newcleus,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville.
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.