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 Laos and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ludus to the rock 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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All The Flesh Eaters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kerri Chandler,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kas Product,
Dark Day,
Rosa Yemen,
Nirvana,
Man Parrish,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Marshall Jefferson,
Brothers Johnson,
Negative Approach,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Nick Fraelich,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Blues Magoos,
Gil Scott Heron,
Drexciya,
Jacob Miller,
In Retrospect,
Newcleus,
Sight & Sound,
Barbara Tucker,
the Bar-Kays,
The Fall,
Visage,
Bill Near,
The Invisible,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Warsaw,
AZ,
Bush Tetras,
Sex Pistols,
Amazonics,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Chris & Cosey,
Arcadia,
MC5,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Patti Smith,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Maurizio,
T.S.O.L.,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jerry's Kids,
Pylon,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Michelle Simonal,
Gabor Szabo,
Yellowson,
Oneida,
Au Pairs,
Lee Hazlewood,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Kinks,
The Offenders,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Japan,
Bad Manners,
Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt.
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.