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 San Marino and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 linndrum 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 The Electric Prunes to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Art Ensemble Of Chicago tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Bobby Sherman,
Jeff Mills,
The Evens,
Stiv Bators,
La Düsseldorf,
Quantec,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Reuben Wilson,
The Litter,
Peter & Gordon,
Buzzcocks,
Jawbox,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ronnie Foster,
Barrington Levy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Althea and Donna,
Von Mondo,
The Invisible,
The Monochrome Set,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Quadrant,
The Motions,
Black Sheep,
The Mummies,
John Holt,
Lakeside,
Connie Case,
the Association,
Das Ding,
Blancmange,
Toni Rubio,
The Index,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kayak,
Fear,
Roxy Music,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Chris & Cosey,
Sixth Finger,
Public Enemy,
E-Dancer,
Alphaville,
Duran Duran,
Heaven 17,
The Fuzztones,
Yazoo,
Intrusion,
Neil Young,
Marc Almond,
Simply Red,
Average White Band,
Isaac Hayes,
Monks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Jeff Lynne,
Tommy Roe,
Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk.
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.