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 Gabon and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Section 25 to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dorothy Ashby record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Graham Central Station,
The Monochrome Set,
Fatback Band,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jimmy McGriff,
Silicon Teens,
Accadde A,
Absolute Body Control,
Skarface,
Darondo,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Average White Band,
Marine Girls,
The Slits,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Derrick May,
Quando Quango,
Robert Wyatt,
Bill Wells,
Archie Shepp,
John Lydon,
Janne Schatter,
Excepter,
Sexual Harrassment,
Matthew Halsall,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Popol Vuh,
Neu!,
Jacob Miller,
Stetsasonic,
John Foxx,
June Days,
F. McDonald,
Blake Baxter,
Gong,
Gerry Rafferty,
Harmonia,
Groovy Waters,
Robert Hood,
Henry Cow,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rites of Spring,
Rotary Connection,
Moss Icon,
the Bar-Kays,
Eve St. Jones,
Echospace,
Sonny Sharrock,
Black Sheep,
Alison Limerick,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Eddi Front,
Interpol,
The Gladiators,
Gang Starr,
The Star Department,
Sixth Finger,
Black Flag,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.