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 Japan and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Nico to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Evens. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Green,
Hasil Adkins,
The Monochrome Set,
Amon Düül,
Intrusion,
Depeche Mode,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
UT,
The American Breed,
Clear Light,
Minor Threat,
The New Christs,
Crash Course in Science,
Ludus,
Minutemen,
Desert Stars,
Sam Rivers,
Royal Trux,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Hot Snakes,
Max Romeo,
Alison Limerick,
Bootsy Collins,
Sister Nancy,
Archie Shepp,
Byron Stingily,
Gong,
Babytalk,
T. Rex,
Underground Resistance,
Icehouse,
Japan,
Bush Tetras,
Barbara Tucker,
Kenny Larkin,
Smog,
Second Layer,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Jacob Miller,
The Music Machine,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Panda Bear,
Rekid,
Prince Buster,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
B.T. Express,
Matthew Halsall,
The Slackers,
Brass Construction,
The Fire Engines,
Faraquet,
Nico,
Funky Four + One,
Dawn Penn,
F. McDonald,
Surgeon,
Visage,
kango's stein massive,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Joe Finger,
The Standells,
Big Daddy Kane,
Rapeman,
Mark Hollis,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.