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 Singapore and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 clarinet 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 Yaz to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Interpol. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heaven 17 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Motions,
Camberwell Now,
Masters at Work,
Eli Mardock,
Yazoo,
Dead Boys,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Black Bananas,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Scott Walker,
Ituana,
Al Stewart,
Symarip,
The Litter,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Agitation Free,
Eurythmics,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pagans,
Colin Newman,
Basic Channel,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lee Hazlewood,
Depeche Mode,
Electric Prunes,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sandy B,
Country Teasers,
Lucky Dragons,
Bang On A Can,
Avey Tare,
Visage,
Camouflage,
Babytalk,
Banda Bassotti,
Girls At Our Best!,
Maleditus Sound,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Cecil Taylor,
Magazine,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Doobie Brothers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sparks,
the Sonics,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Joey Negro,
The Sonics,
Gang Gang Dance,
Stiv Bators,
Soft Cell,
Albert Ayler,
Deepchord,
Sonic Youth,
The Tremeloes,
The Sound,
The Blackbyrds,
Suicide,
Black Sheep,
Amon Düül II,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.