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 Moldova and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Index to the disco 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 Symarip. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Vladislav Delay,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Outsiders,
The Pretty Things,
Scan 7,
La Düsseldorf,
Joe Finger,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jeff Lynne,
Hardrive,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Moleskins,
Marine Girls,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Deadbeat,
The Wake,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
the Normal,
The Dead C,
Blake Baxter,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Guru Guru,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bill Near,
Yusef Lateef,
The Index,
The Vogues,
Popol Vuh,
Susan Cadogan,
The Grass Roots,
The Last Poets,
Unrelated Segments,
B.T. Express,
Rites of Spring,
Malaria!,
Zero Boys,
JFA,
Quantec,
Blancmange,
Jeru the Damaja,
Janne Schatter,
Dawn Penn,
Barrington Levy,
Grauzone,
Pantytec,
Essential Logic,
Radiopuhelimet,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Icehouse,
Ultravox,
Darondo,
Fear,
Scientists,
Saccharine Trust,
Jawbox,
The Fuzztones,
MDC,
Electric Prunes,
Aural Exciters,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.