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 Egypt and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Barbara Tucker to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
The Fortunes,
Neu!,
the Germs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scientists,
Tres Demented,
Grey Daturas,
Joe Smooth,
The United States of America,
Yaz,
Scratch Acid,
Echospace,
Livin' Joy,
Cabaret Voltaire,
KRS-One,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Fugazi,
Simply Red,
Aural Exciters,
Aaron Thompson,
Gabor Szabo,
The Invisible,
Half Japanese,
Underground Resistance,
The Associates,
Bronski Beat,
ABC,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Essential Logic,
Lyres,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Fire Engines,
48th St. Collective,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Television,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sonic Youth,
Arab on Radar,
Marc Almond,
Boogie Down Productions,
Matthew Halsall,
Brass Construction,
Soul II Soul,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Scott Walker,
The Stooges,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Eddi Front,
Donald Byrd,
The Trojans,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Busters,
Marmalade,
Drive Like Jehu,
Wings,
Infiniti,
Pagans,
ABBA,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Electric Prunes,
The Pretty Things,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.