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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Amon Düül to the electroclash 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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Brick,
The Smiths,
Second Layer,
Ultimate Spinach,
the Fania All-Stars,
Aswad,
Soul II Soul,
Dawn Penn,
Jeff Lynne,
Blossom Toes,
Flipper,
The Associates,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kenny Larkin,
DJ Sneak,
Gichy Dan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pole,
Quantec,
8 Eyed Spy,
Amon Düül,
Jeru the Damaja,
Hot Snakes,
The Monks,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Electric Prunes,
Crime,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Count Five,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Patti Smith,
Section 25,
Minutemen,
Nico,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Wings,
Boredoms,
Lower 48,
Oneida,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Golliwogs,
Joensuu 1685,
The Moody Blues,
Alton Ellis,
Black Moon,
Duran Duran,
Reagan Youth,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
La Düsseldorf,
Idris Muhammad,
The Fire Engines,
Todd Rundgren,
The Sound,
Ice-T,
Godley & Creme,
John Lydon,
Derrick Morgan,
Jacques Brel,
Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon.
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.