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 Angola and from Woodstock.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 guitar 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 Wolf Eyes to the rock 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 The Selecter. All the underground hits.
All Morten Harket tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
Neu!,
Inner City,
Moebius,
The Fire Engines,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Alice Coltrane,
Gerry Rafferty,
Average White Band,
Negative Approach,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
U.S. Maple,
Lakeside,
Unwound,
Mission of Burma,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Toasters,
Sex Pistols,
Quadrant,
The Golliwogs,
Schoolly D,
OOIOO,
The Remains,
Gastr Del Sol,
Amon Düül II,
FM Einheit,
Chris & Cosey,
Easy Going,
CMW,
Spoonie Gee,
Flash Fearless,
The Vogues,
Hasil Adkins,
Barbara Tucker,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
the Slits,
The Slits,
Kaleidoscope,
The Mummies,
Sun Ra,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Beau Brummels,
The Black Dice,
T.S.O.L.,
Visage,
The Monks,
Black Sheep,
Kenny Larkin,
Lee Hazlewood,
Roger Hodgson,
Don Cherry,
Dual Sessions,
Arcadia,
Be Bop Deluxe,
48th St. Collective,
Popol Vuh,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.