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 Belgium and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Sisters of Mercy to the grime 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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Jawbox,
Eve St. Jones,
The Red Krayola,
Vainqueur,
Lou Christie,
Au Pairs,
Rapeman,
Clear Light,
Radiopuhelimet,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sonny Sharrock,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Todd Rundgren,
Underground Resistance,
Jandek,
Soul Sonic Force,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Sonics,
Yazoo,
Quadrant,
Spoonie Gee,
Second Layer,
X-Ray Spex,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Moebius,
MC5,
Wings,
Infiniti,
Derrick Morgan,
Soul II Soul,
The Fugs,
Von Mondo,
Scan 7,
Niagra,
Isaac Hayes,
Shuggie Otis,
Technova,
The Skatalites,
Japan,
Dead Boys,
These Immortal Souls,
Joey Negro,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Hasil Adkins,
The Kinks,
Erykah Badu,
L. Decosne,
X-102,
The Smoke,
Tommy Roe,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Nick Fraelich,
Harpers Bizarre,
Magma,
The Star Department,
The Sisters of Mercy,
John Foxx,
Quando Quango,
The Gap Band,
Cluster,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.