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 Lithuania and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Holger Czukay 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 Dennis Brown to the grime 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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arab on Radar 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 mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barry Ungar,
Tomorrow,
Alice Coltrane,
Desert Stars,
Nirvana,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Misunderstood,
Negative Approach,
Q65,
Stereo Dub,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Godley & Creme,
Gang Green,
Ronnie Foster,
Infiniti,
Lee Hazlewood,
Dave Gahan,
The Knickerbockers,
Sound Behaviour,
Steve Hackett,
X-102,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sixth Finger,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mars,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Thompson Twins,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Theoretical Girls,
Qualms,
Fluxion,
Echospace,
Hardrive,
8 Eyed Spy,
Unwound,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Young Rascals,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gil Scott Heron,
Skarface,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Suicide,
Gong,
Arthur Verocai,
Wolf Eyes,
Nico,
Minnie Riperton,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gang Starr,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Busters,
The Mojo Men,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Soft Machine,
Jacques Brel,
Royal Trux,
Aswad,
Visage,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.