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 South Africa and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Rites of Spring to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All The Count Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Piero Umiliani record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gladiators,
The Trojans,
Ronnie Foster,
Tears for Fears,
10cc,
Tommy Roe,
Sixth Finger,
The Litter,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Zeros,
Albert Ayler,
Talk Talk,
The Saints,
Eric Copeland,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Electric Prunes,
Oneida,
Pussy Galore,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Detroit Cobras,
Eve St. Jones,
Don Cherry,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Knickerbockers,
The Young Rascals,
Barrington Levy,
Malaria!,
Fluxion,
Agent Orange,
These Immortal Souls,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Buckinghams,
Johnny Osbourne,
Swans,
Outsiders,
Gong,
Sun Ra,
Flipper,
Dave Gahan,
D'Angelo,
Moby Grape,
Arcadia,
The Human League,
The Music Machine,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Y Pants,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Desert Stars,
Susan Cadogan,
John Coltrane,
Lou Christie,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lalann,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Half Japanese,
Minnie Riperton,
The Pretty Things,
John Foxx,
Stetsasonic,
Circle Jerks,
Soft Machine,
Pylon,
Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going.
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.