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 Sri Lanka and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 spring reverb 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 Gang of Four to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Sam Rivers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wolf Eyes,
The Gories,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Chris & Cosey,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
UT,
Robert Hood,
Lee Hazlewood,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Blossom Toes,
Eric Dolphy,
Oblivians,
Skarface,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Wake,
Groovy Waters,
Massinfluence,
Hoover,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
the Bar-Kays,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Simply Red,
Kaleidoscope,
kango's stein massive,
June of 44,
Yazoo,
Deakin,
Swans,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
10cc,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Zeros,
The United States of America,
X-101,
Tommy Roe,
Ronnie Foster,
Wally Richardson,
The Remains,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Nas,
Pulsallama,
Dual Sessions,
DJ Sneak,
Arcadia,
Model 500,
Minnie Riperton,
Fluxion,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Electric Prunes,
Barbara Tucker,
Gastr Del Sol,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Niagra,
The Count Five,
Pagans,
Ten City,
Joey Negro,
Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman.
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.