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 China and from Shanghai.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Dave Gahan to the dance 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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Albert Ayler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a D'Angelo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Colin Newman,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Absolute Body Control,
Livin' Joy,
Gong,
Althea and Donna,
Popol Vuh,
Unwound,
Circle Jerks,
Monolake,
Joe Finger,
June Days,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bad Manners,
The Tremeloes,
Interpol,
Sixth Finger,
Pantaleimon,
Curtis Mayfield,
Brothers Johnson,
Index,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Toasters,
The Zeros,
John Cale,
Bobby Sherman,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
John Coltrane,
Massinfluence,
The Monks,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Robert Wyatt,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Invisible,
The Standells,
Connie Case,
Black Sheep,
The Fuzztones,
Lungfish,
Isaac Hayes,
Howard Jones,
The Dave Clark Five,
Blancmange,
E-Dancer,
A Certain Ratio,
Pylon,
Al Stewart,
Lalo Schifrin,
the Sonics,
Alice Coltrane,
The Moody Blues,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Swell Maps,
Adolescents,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.
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.