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 Guinea and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Brick to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Lyres,
Bobby Byrd,
The Offenders,
Fad Gadget,
Nico,
Thee Headcoats,
Easy Going,
Radio Birdman,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Negative Approach,
Fluxion,
Rhythm & Sound,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Angry Samoans,
Wire,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Public Image Ltd.,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Count Five,
Alice Coltrane,
The Litter,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Symarip,
The Electric Prunes,
Moby Grape,
Darondo,
Nik Kershaw,
Danielle Patucci,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Erykah Badu,
The Pop Group,
Cameo,
The Residents,
Warsaw,
Liliput,
Blake Baxter,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jerry's Kids,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Roxette,
Alphaville,
Dawn Penn,
The Barracudas,
Mars,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Make Up,
Mark Hollis,
T. Rex,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Mummies,
Banda Bassotti,
Panda Bear,
Moebius,
Aloha Tigers,
Magma,
The Fugs,
Los Fastidios,
The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men.
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.