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 Vanuatu and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 clarinet 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 Gong to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All Rosa Yemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Soul Sonic Force,
Monolake,
The Velvet Underground,
Ten City,
Minor Threat,
Talk Talk,
Q and Not U,
Nico,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sugar Minott,
The Skatalites,
The Neon Judgement,
Niagra,
Fad Gadget,
E-Dancer,
David Axelrod,
Chrome,
Yazoo,
Schoolly D,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sun Ra,
Excepter,
Pussy Galore,
Buzzcocks,
Boogie Down Productions,
Hot Snakes,
The Fire Engines,
Depeche Mode,
Rites of Spring,
Y Pants,
Sunsets and Hearts,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Sonics,
Yaz,
The Five Americans,
Black Bananas,
Suburban Knight,
Faraquet,
Terry Callier,
Pere Ubu,
the Soft Cell,
Camberwell Now,
Iggy Pop,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Gories,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Deakin,
Idris Muhammad,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Standells,
Bang On A Can,
The Motions,
The Last Poets,
Magma,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Heaven 17,
Hardrive,
Pierre Henry,
Eric Dolphy,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.