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 Netherlands and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Piero Umiliani to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Average White Band. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultramagnetic MC's 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Selecter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Searchers,
Electric Prunes,
Robert Görl,
Black Sheep,
Flash Fearless,
Trumans Water,
Ten City,
OOIOO,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jeru the Damaja,
Deakin,
The Divine Comedy,
Iggy Pop,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Move,
Susan Cadogan,
The Dead C,
Sex Pistols,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Outsiders,
Lightning Bolt,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sonic Youth,
Fear,
Interpol,
Organ,
Heaven 17,
Angry Samoans,
Flamin' Groovies,
Connie Case,
The Blues Magoos,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Martian,
Black Flag,
Tubeway Army,
Parry Music,
The Gap Band,
The Monochrome Set,
Ludus,
Grey Daturas,
Sarah Menescal,
Duran Duran,
Swell Maps,
Peter & Gordon,
the Association,
Kerrie Biddell,
Model 500,
Warren Ellis,
H. Thieme,
Sexual Harrassment,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Idris Muhammad,
the Sonics,
Goldenarms,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.