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 Romania and from Glasgow.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 synthesizer 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 Cheater Slicks to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Jesus and Mary Chain. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Flock of Seagulls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Vladislav Delay,
John Foxx,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Golliwogs,
La Düsseldorf,
Stereo Dub,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ice-T,
Steve Hackett,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sixth Finger,
Banda Bassotti,
Main Source,
Newcleus,
Tres Demented,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Gap Band,
Marvin Gaye,
Shuggie Otis,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Monks,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Andrew Hill,
Gichy Dan,
Half Japanese,
Blancmange,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
UT,
Metal Thangz,
Faust,
The Motions,
Peter & Gordon,
The Sound,
Gil Scott Heron,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Byron Stingily,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lindisfarne,
Sight & Sound,
Parry Music,
Can,
Black Pus,
Ossler,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Crime,
Hasil Adkins,
Erykah Badu,
Duran Duran,
Glambeats Corp.,
Charles Mingus,
Grandmaster Flash,
T.S.O.L.,
Cluster,
Slave,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.