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 Czech Republic and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 theremin 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Blossom Toes. All the underground hits.
All Porter Ricks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sixth Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
June of 44,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Red Krayola,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Eric Dolphy,
The Dirtbombs,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Aloha Tigers,
Isaac Hayes,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Alphaville,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Charles Mingus,
K-Klass,
Lee Hazlewood,
Rapeman,
Freddie Wadling,
World's Most,
The Busters,
Frankie Knuckles,
Glenn Branca,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Pop Group,
Bizarre Inc.,
T.S.O.L.,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Cybotron,
Faraquet,
Bobby Womack,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pharoah Sanders,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Seeds,
Surgeon,
Tommy Roe,
Popol Vuh,
The Remains,
The Skatalites,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
John Cale,
Juan Atkins,
Leonard Cohen,
Second Layer,
Kerrie Biddell,
48th St. Collective,
Jandek,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Fear,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Nick Fraelich,
Ken Boothe,
New Age Steppers,
B.T. Express,
Scratch Acid,
Archie Shepp,
Yellowson,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Donny Hathaway,
Lucky Dragons,
Max Romeo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.