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 Greece and from New York.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Connie Case to the dance 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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brothers Johnson 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dirtbombs,
Stiv Bators,
Brand Nubian,
Stereo Dub,
The Seeds,
Cecil Taylor,
Bronski Beat,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Amon Düül II,
Pantytec,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Dave Clark Five,
U.S. Maple,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Aswad,
Model 500,
Lindisfarne,
Surgeon,
Robert Wyatt,
Whodini,
Sunsets and Hearts,
John Foxx,
The Zeros,
Eli Mardock,
CMW,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Eden Ahbez,
Maurizio,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Angels of Light,
The Blackbyrds,
The Moleskins,
The Modern Lovers,
Pole,
Main Source,
Girls At Our Best!,
Organ,
Babytalk,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ultravox,
The Gladiators,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sonny Sharrock,
Anthony Braxton,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
New Age Steppers,
Wings,
Wally Richardson,
The Cure,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Infiniti,
Ken Boothe,
Johnny Clarke,
Marvin Gaye,
Y Pants,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.