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 Qatar and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 oboe 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 Piero Umiliani to the disco 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 Wasted Youth. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rekid,
Nico,
Tubeway Army,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Iggy Pop,
Jeff Lynne,
Bob Dylan,
Accadde A,
Radiohead,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
K-Klass,
Popol Vuh,
Derrick Morgan,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Arcadia,
Cheater Slicks,
Sam Rivers,
Boredoms,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Davy DMX,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sight & Sound,
Freddie Wadling,
The Move,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ten City,
Masters at Work,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Nils Olav,
Moby Grape,
Brick,
Brand Nubian,
Harry Pussy,
D'Angelo,
Crash Course in Science,
Groovy Waters,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sun City Girls,
Motorama,
Fluxion,
Von Mondo,
Zapp,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kevin Saunderson,
Blake Baxter,
Kenny Larkin,
The Fall,
Minutemen,
New Age Steppers,
Moebius,
The Slackers,
Soft Cell,
Rosa Yemen,
Blancmange,
The American Breed,
Skriet,
Throbbing Gristle,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.