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 Qatar and from Spokane.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 mellotron 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 Funkadelic to the dance 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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sight & Sound,
Joey Negro,
Suburban Knight,
Fifty Foot Hose,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Albert Ayler,
Sarah Menescal,
Eve St. Jones,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Monks,
Index,
Gastr Del Sol,
L. Decosne,
Rotary Connection,
MC5,
Young Marble Giants,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Outsiders,
Fela Kuti,
Bill Wells,
The Grass Roots,
Metal Thangz,
Au Pairs,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bobby Sherman,
New Order,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fugazi,
Sparks,
Sonny Sharrock,
Schoolly D,
Kas Product,
Marc Almond,
Kool Moe Dee,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Porter Ricks,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Detroit Cobras,
Eli Mardock,
Banda Bassotti,
Nas,
Lower 48,
Henry Cow,
DJ Style,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Velvet Underground,
Maleditus Sound,
Los Fastidios,
Al Stewart,
Motorama,
Joy Division,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Leonard Cohen,
Moebius,
The Saints,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Eric Copeland,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
John Lydon,
The Monks,
Country Teasers,
The Fuzztones,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.