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 Comoros and from Seoul.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 linndrum 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 Alphaville to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Metal Thangz. All the underground hits.
All Interpol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Traffic Nightmare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
June of 44,
Black Flag,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Blake Baxter,
Arcadia,
Yazoo,
The American Breed,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lakeside,
MC5,
Flamin' Groovies,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sam Rivers,
Yusef Lateef,
Flash Fearless,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kaleidoscope,
The Evens,
The Stooges,
8 Eyed Spy,
Agent Orange,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Essential Logic,
U.S. Maple,
Oneida,
Faraquet,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Intrusion,
Theoretical Girls,
Letta Mbulu,
The Motions,
Bush Tetras,
Das Ding,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Gun Club,
Josef K,
cv313,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
One Last Wish,
Altered Images,
Bluetip,
The Selecter,
David Axelrod,
The Blackbyrds,
the Slits,
Lalo Schifrin,
Alphaville,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Livin' Joy,
Index,
Buzzcocks,
Kevin Saunderson,
Donny Hathaway,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Con Funk Shun,
Babytalk,
Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi.
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.