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 United States and from Cairo.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Skarface to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Fraelich record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
JFA,
Sight & Sound,
the Bar-Kays,
Babytalk,
Hardrive,
Stockholm Monsters,
Hoover,
Tim Buckley,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Aaron Thompson,
Black Pus,
Zapp,
Zero Boys,
Banda Bassotti,
Panda Bear,
Mad Mike,
Bobby Womack,
The Young Rascals,
UT,
cv313,
The Pop Group,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Eyeless In Gaza,
EPMD,
Lou Christie,
Au Pairs,
The Fuzztones,
Lyres,
OOIOO,
Scratch Acid,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Eli Mardock,
The Grass Roots,
Johnny Clarke,
Skriet,
The Gun Club,
Patti Smith,
Reagan Youth,
Tom Boy,
Pylon,
The Cowsills,
Niagra,
Eden Ahbez,
Ralphi Rosario,
Dead Boys,
Second Layer,
The Human League,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Big Daddy Kane,
Laurel Aitken,
Pussy Galore,
Infiniti,
Groovy Waters,
Maleditus Sound,
FM Einheit,
Unwound,
Bootsy Collins,
Soul Sonic Force,
Rosa Yemen,
Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne.
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.