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 Belgium and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 oboe 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 Section 25 to the grime 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 Junior Murvin. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Barracudas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Wake,
The Motions,
Deadbeat,
Flamin' Groovies,
Toni Rubio,
Altered Images,
Jeff Lynne,
Ossler,
Quadrant,
The Blackbyrds,
Supertramp,
Godley & Creme,
Harry Pussy,
Eden Ahbez,
Gang Green,
Darondo,
Stiv Bators,
Ohio Players,
Harmonia,
Mantronix,
Cluster,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
PIL,
Josef K,
Guru Guru,
Lou Reed,
Organ,
Rapeman,
Scott Walker,
Derrick May,
Bootsy Collins,
Kurtis Blow,
Thee Headcoats,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Silicon Teens,
The Dirtbombs,
Neil Young,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Vladislav Delay,
Graham Central Station,
Girls At Our Best!,
Jandek,
The Cowsills,
Ultravox,
Kool Moe Dee,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
the Germs,
Chris & Cosey,
Malaria!,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Talk Talk,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Moby Grape,
Black Bananas,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Parry Music,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.