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 Chile and from Mumbai.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe 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 Quadrant to the jazz 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 The Star Department. All the underground hits.
All Marc Almond tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
The Birthday Party,
Jeff Lynne,
Kurtis Blow,
JFA,
Wire,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Toasters,
One Last Wish,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Josef K,
Johnny Clarke,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Stetsasonic,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pylon,
Joy Division,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Los Fastidios,
Tomorrow,
Patti Smith,
Little Man,
June Days,
John Lydon,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Beau Brummels,
Tommy Roe,
D'Angelo,
Harry Pussy,
The Fugs,
Sonic Youth,
kango's stein massive,
Anthony Braxton,
Monks,
The Wake,
Godley & Creme,
Thee Headcoats,
Liliput,
Glambeats Corp.,
Marmalade,
Kenny Larkin,
The Slackers,
The Tremeloes,
Swell Maps,
Nas,
Archie Shepp,
Harmonia,
Amon Düül II,
Susan Cadogan,
Delta 5,
Terry Callier,
Silicon Teens,
The Gun Club,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Motions,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Audionom,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.