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 Syria and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 rhodes 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 Cure to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sly & The Family Stone. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Gories,
Judy Mowatt,
Stetsasonic,
Alison Limerick,
Rufus Thomas,
Lou Christie,
Excepter,
Nik Kershaw,
Visage,
Drive Like Jehu,
Niagra,
Marvin Gaye,
The Cure,
The Mummies,
Television,
Sonic Youth,
In Retrospect,
Skriet,
Henry Cow,
Don Cherry,
The Leaves,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
ABC,
B.T. Express,
Wasted Youth,
The Real Kids,
Al Stewart,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Tom Boy,
Laurel Aitken,
Eyeless In Gaza,
the Germs,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Cramps,
Delon & Dalcan,
Von Mondo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
10cc,
Byron Stingily,
Skarface,
Chrome,
Newcleus,
a-ha,
Banda Bassotti,
Jawbox,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Deadbeat,
Monks,
Eve St. Jones,
The Monochrome Set,
The Barracudas,
Erasure,
Bill Near,
The Slackers,
The Grass Roots,
Spoonie Gee,
Flash Fearless,
The Trojans,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.