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 Luxembourg and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe 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 Audionom to the electroclash 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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Move,
Peter & Gordon,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Patti Smith,
Sun Ra,
Lucky Dragons,
Derrick Morgan,
F. McDonald,
Sly & The Family Stone,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Shuggie Otis,
Siglo XX,
Matthew Halsall,
Ludus,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Neon Judgement,
Lightning Bolt,
Eden Ahbez,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Q65,
Loose Ends,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Sound,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Japan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sparks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Icehouse,
Crime,
Kas Product,
Bill Near,
Tim Buckley,
Little Man,
Lalann,
The Pop Group,
Panda Bear,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Young Rascals,
Charles Mingus,
Magma,
Bizarre Inc.,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Susan Cadogan,
The Beau Brummels,
The Dead C,
The Fire Engines,
The Moody Blues,
Pussy Galore,
Fear,
Pere Ubu,
Saccharine Trust,
Bill Wells,
The Cowsills,
Tomorrow,
The Gap Band,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Black Moon,
Blancmange,
Porter Ricks,
Reagan Youth,
Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.
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.