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 Libya and from Milan.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Bluetip to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All Piero Umiliani tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Steve Hackett,
kango's stein massive,
The Grass Roots,
Adolescents,
Dorothy Ashby,
Piero Umiliani,
X-101,
Talk Talk,
The Moleskins,
Marcia Griffiths,
Half Japanese,
Average White Band,
The Electric Prunes,
The Smoke,
Audionom,
Isaac Hayes,
Quantec,
Ronnie Foster,
KRS-One,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Susan Cadogan,
The Names,
The Human League,
Technova,
Davy DMX,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Youth Brigade,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rod Modell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dead Boys,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Marmalade,
Guru Guru,
Moebius,
Deadbeat,
Traffic Nightmare,
Royal Trux,
Popol Vuh,
New Age Steppers,
Cymande,
T. Rex,
Hot Snakes,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Laurel Aitken,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Peter and Kerry,
Bang On A Can,
John Holt,
Thee Headcoats,
The Tremeloes,
Japan,
Blake Baxter,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Invisible,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Roxette,
Mo-Dettes,
Chris Corsano,
Wings, Wings, Wings, Wings.
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.