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 Mexico and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Gun Club to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Tres Demented. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Victims,
Lalo Schifrin,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
In Retrospect,
Bobby Sherman,
the Bar-Kays,
Sarah Menescal,
U.S. Maple,
Godley & Creme,
The Litter,
Crime,
Average White Band,
Eyeless In Gaza,
MDC,
Easy Going,
The Cramps,
The Real Kids,
The Mojo Men,
The Angels of Light,
Babytalk,
Gichy Dan,
Iggy Pop,
Mars,
The Young Rascals,
New Order,
Whodini,
Mo-Dettes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Grandmaster Flash,
Slick Rick,
Dave Gahan,
The Dirtbombs,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kerri Chandler,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ludus,
The Gories,
Fela Kuti,
Cheater Slicks,
Public Image Ltd.,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Golliwogs,
Banda Bassotti,
Lightning Bolt,
Newcleus,
The Wake,
The Seeds,
Tres Demented,
Radio Birdman,
Rosa Yemen,
The Grass Roots,
Graham Central Station,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Standells,
Shuggie Otis,
Guru Guru,
The Cosmic Jokers,
David Axelrod,
The Zeros,
Sunsets and Hearts,
the Association, the Association, the Association, the Association.
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.