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 Macedonia and from Salvador.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manchester.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Au Pairs to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.
All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron 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 mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
Nico,
The Grass Roots,
Clear Light,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Underground Resistance,
Arcadia,
Swans,
The Misunderstood,
Sugar Minott,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bang On A Can,
Toni Rubio,
One Last Wish,
Tres Demented,
This Heat,
Ornette Coleman,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Smoke,
The New Christs,
The Last Poets,
Cal Tjader,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Crispy Ambulance,
Excepter,
Freddie Wadling,
Agitation Free,
Jawbox,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rapeman,
Flash Fearless,
Index,
The Modern Lovers,
Shuggie Otis,
Black Sheep,
Inner City,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Names,
Gichy Dan,
Bobby Sherman,
The Walker Brothers,
Stiv Bators,
The Busters,
Minny Pops,
Vladislav Delay,
Blossom Toes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Schoolly D,
Todd Terry,
Symarip,
The Shadows of Knight,
Fela Kuti,
Q65,
It's A Beautiful Day,
48th St. Collective,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scan 7,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.