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 Angola and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slick Rick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Godley & Creme,
Soul Sonic Force,
Cecil Taylor,
The Last Poets,
The Monochrome Set,
Moebius,
The Mummies,
Avey Tare,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Maleditus Sound,
Matthew Halsall,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Alison Limerick,
The American Breed,
Nirvana,
Crooked Eye,
Hot Snakes,
Anthony Braxton,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Offenders,
Blancmange,
Sparks,
Marvin Gaye,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Hardrive,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Five Americans,
New York Dolls,
June Days,
Main Source,
The Shadows of Knight,
Mark Hollis,
Moby Grape,
The Black Dice,
John Lydon,
Alton Ellis,
the Normal,
The Knickerbockers,
Ituana,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Schoolly D,
Graham Central Station,
the Slits,
Gang Starr,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Barry Ungar,
Lalann,
Shuggie Otis,
Vladislav Delay,
Bill Near,
Banda Bassotti,
Massinfluence,
Sound Behaviour,
Pulsallama,
Trumans Water,
Minor Threat,
Suicide,
The Fortunes,
Pylon, Pylon, Pylon, Pylon.
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.