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 Panama and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 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 Andrew Hill to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
Soulsonic Force,
Traffic Nightmare,
Boz Scaggs,
Swans,
Drive Like Jehu,
Andrew Hill,
Index,
Max Romeo,
Dawn Penn,
Bill Wells,
June Days,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Barrington Levy,
Matthew Bourne,
Mars,
The Blues Magoos,
Excepter,
Tommy Roe,
Anakelly,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Guru Guru,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Delon & Dalcan,
Stereo Dub,
Kurtis Blow,
Fatback Band,
E-Dancer,
Skriet,
Dave Gahan,
Al Stewart,
Jerry's Kids,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Pantytec,
Gang Green,
Mr. Review,
Rod Modell,
Kerrie Biddell,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sun Ra,
Morten Harket,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Country Teasers,
Shuggie Otis,
the Fania All-Stars,
Wasted Youth,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Throbbing Gristle,
Harpers Bizarre,
Archie Shepp,
The Move,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Man Eating Sloth,
Motorama,
the Soft Cell,
Crooked Eye,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Donny Hathaway,
The Fugs,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.