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 Cape Verde and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 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 Lou Reed & John Cale to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fat Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
Panda Bear,
FM Einheit,
Babytalk,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ultra Naté,
Robert Wyatt,
Bill Wells,
Electric Prunes,
Accadde A,
Magazine,
The Red Krayola,
Ituana,
Japan,
a-ha,
Cymande,
Deakin,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Cramps,
Alison Limerick,
Deepchord,
Wally Richardson,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Grass Roots,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Shoche,
Marc Almond,
Bad Manners,
DJ Style,
Prince Buster,
Mission of Burma,
Joe Smooth,
Nik Kershaw,
Lyres,
ABC,
The Moleskins,
The Real Kids,
the Human League,
Shuggie Otis,
DJ Sneak,
Piero Umiliani,
Public Image Ltd.,
New Order,
Rosa Yemen,
Mark Hollis,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Depeche Mode,
Hashim,
Tears for Fears,
Newcleus,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Urselle,
These Immortal Souls,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Angels of Light,
The Beau Brummels,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
F. McDonald,
Technova,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.