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 Togo and from Bologna.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Gang Green to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Joey Negro. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hot Snakes,
David Axelrod,
Icehouse,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Negative Approach,
The Standells,
Q and Not U,
Scan 7,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Sound,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Cosmic Jokers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Spoonie Gee,
Lightning Bolt,
Cluster,
Scrapy,
Al Stewart,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Nick Fraelich,
Lower 48,
Organ,
Ultimate Spinach,
Deepchord,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jacques Brel,
The Busters,
Black Moon,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Dual Sessions,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lyres,
Flash Fearless,
CMW,
Blancmange,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pantytec,
Erykah Badu,
Graham Central Station,
Gerry Rafferty,
Banda Bassotti,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Durutti Column,
Girls At Our Best!,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Don Cherry,
Bobby Sherman,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Qualms,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Liliput,
Aaron Thompson,
Jerry's Kids,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Terrestrial Tones,
DJ Sneak,
Eric B and Rakim,
Average White Band,
Ossler,
Barry Ungar,
Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music.
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.