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 Colombia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 L. Decosne to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
B.T. Express,
Schoolly D,
Icehouse,
Arthur Verocai,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Fatback Band,
Roger Hodgson,
Curtis Mayfield,
Reagan Youth,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Marc Almond,
FM Einheit,
Yazoo,
Newcleus,
Kas Product,
The Cramps,
Janne Schatter,
The Gladiators,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Avey Tare,
Sight & Sound,
The Kinks,
The Misunderstood,
Brass Construction,
Kaleidoscope,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
John Cale,
Arab on Radar,
ABBA,
Fugazi,
Bootsy Collins,
Cluster,
Khruangbin,
The Sonics,
Kayak,
the Bar-Kays,
Sandy B,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
kango's stein massive,
Crash Course in Science,
Rod Modell,
Lebanon Hanover,
David McCallum,
Tommy Roe,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ken Boothe,
Archie Shepp,
Supertramp,
Kenny Larkin,
Aaron Thompson,
Nico,
Country Teasers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Heaven 17,
The Knickerbockers,
Joey Negro,
In Retrospect,
Deadbeat,
Jandek,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jimmy McGriff,
Blossom Toes,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.