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 Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Shanghai.
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 guitar 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 Gang Green to the punk 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 Jesper Dahlbäck. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
the Human League,
Lower 48,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Five Americans,
Silicon Teens,
Kerri Chandler,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Cabaret Voltaire,
the Slits,
Jacob Miller,
Soft Machine,
Outsiders,
Tim Buckley,
Schoolly D,
Minny Pops,
the Sonics,
A Certain Ratio,
Warsaw,
Idris Muhammad,
Byron Stingily,
Simply Red,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Dark Day,
Roger Hodgson,
Basic Channel,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Delon & Dalcan,
Amon Düül,
Arcadia,
Moss Icon,
Toni Rubio,
Brothers Johnson,
The Barracudas,
Amazonics,
The Victims,
Bush Tetras,
Gabor Szabo,
Livin' Joy,
Matthew Bourne,
Derrick Morgan,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Neil Young,
Joyce Sims,
the Soft Cell,
Von Mondo,
Johnny Osbourne,
Masters at Work,
Section 25,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Knickerbockers,
Essential Logic,
World's Most,
Duran Duran,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Rapeman,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Don Cherry,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Smiths,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.