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 Bahrain and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 rhodes 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 Leonard Cohen to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spandau Ballet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
Second Layer,
Soft Cell,
The Doors,
Eve St. Jones,
Electric Light Orchestra,
MC5,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Circle Jerks,
The Stooges,
Jimmy McGriff,
Jeff Lynne,
Jacob Miller,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Stockholm Monsters,
Excepter,
Toni Rubio,
Little Man,
Delon & Dalcan,
Nas,
Sandy B,
The Smiths,
E-Dancer,
Goldenarms,
Soft Machine,
Thee Headcoats,
the Swans,
Blancmange,
Dave Gahan,
ABBA,
These Immortal Souls,
Urselle,
Scratch Acid,
10cc,
The Detroit Cobras,
Mary Jane Girls,
Aural Exciters,
Agitation Free,
The Techniques,
Roxy Music,
Japan,
Adolescents,
Bootsy Collins,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Mojo Men,
The Monochrome Set,
Slick Rick,
Josef K,
Lou Reed,
The Shadows of Knight,
JFA,
World's Most,
Tommy Roe,
Aaron Thompson,
Newcleus,
Audionom,
Inner City,
Pet Shop Boys,
Carl Craig,
Byron Stingily,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.