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 Guatemala and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Human League to the grunge 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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Cymande,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Mad Mike,
The Count Five,
Sixth Finger,
the Swans,
The Monochrome Set,
Jawbox,
June of 44,
Pierre Henry,
Spoonie Gee,
Fluxion,
Robert Görl,
Tim Buckley,
Vainqueur,
La Düsseldorf,
Hasil Adkins,
Sarah Menescal,
Porter Ricks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
kango's stein massive,
Youth Brigade,
Marcia Griffiths,
Scion,
Minny Pops,
The Remains,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Neu!,
Derrick May,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Brothers Johnson,
Sugar Minott,
The Offenders,
Basic Channel,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ponytail,
Minor Threat,
Swans,
The Beau Brummels,
Maurizio,
Yaz,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Altered Images,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jacques Brel,
Darondo,
PIL,
Freddie Wadling,
Jeff Lynne,
Mantronix,
Saccharine Trust,
Amon Düül,
Derrick Morgan,
Dorothy Ashby,
Hardrive,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jeru the Damaja,
Crash Course in Science,
Inner City,
OOIOO,
Scientists,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.