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 Lesotho and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 arpeggiator 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 Toni Rubio to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Blossom Toes. All the underground hits.
All The Saints tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Frankie Knuckles record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Barbara Tucker,
Charles Mingus,
The Cosmic Jokers,
the Association,
Crime,
The Dave Clark Five,
Can,
Glenn Branca,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Mr. Review,
The Evens,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kayak,
The Blues Magoos,
The Dead C,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Brand Nubian,
Yazoo,
Chris Corsano,
The Associates,
The Fall,
Sound Behaviour,
Marc Almond,
Tears for Fears,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sister Nancy,
Jandek,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jerry's Kids,
Bang On A Can,
In Retrospect,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Alarm Clocks,
Graham Central Station,
Black Moon,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Popol Vuh,
Audionom,
AZ,
T.S.O.L.,
Motorama,
Be Bop Deluxe,
X-102,
The Move,
Spoonie Gee,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kurtis Blow,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Roger Hodgson,
The Monks,
Big Daddy Kane,
Visage,
Grauzone,
Arthur Verocai,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
OOIOO,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.
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.