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 Afghanistan and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Matthew Bourne to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Cameo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxette record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aloha Tigers,
Shuggie Otis,
Surgeon,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bob Dylan,
Tubeway Army,
Chris Corsano,
The Count Five,
Ultra Naté,
Ronan,
The Litter,
The Angels of Light,
Sam Rivers,
Mary Jane Girls,
Crime,
Lou Reed,
Goldenarms,
The Fortunes,
Yaz,
One Last Wish,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lucky Dragons,
Scion,
Peter and Kerry,
Cal Tjader,
James Chance & The Contortions,
DNA,
Gil Scott Heron,
Saccharine Trust,
Joensuu 1685,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Arcadia,
Monolake,
The Gories,
Radiohead,
EPMD,
PIL,
Roger Hodgson,
Reagan Youth,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Blancmange,
Suicide,
Bizarre Inc.,
Soft Cell,
Joy Division,
Lakeside,
Television,
Pierre Henry,
Chris & Cosey,
Crooked Eye,
The Music Machine,
Janne Schatter,
Japan,
World's Most,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Rufus Thomas,
The Invisible,
The Dirtbombs,
Symarip,
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.