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 Moldova and from Lagos.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 theremin 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 David Axelrod to the rock 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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Vaughan Mason & Crew tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Fania All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Jerry's Kids,
Harmonia,
AZ,
Roger Hodgson,
Gang Green,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sun City Girls,
The Fall,
Lee Hazlewood,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Traffic Nightmare,
Qualms,
Arcadia,
Porter Ricks,
Mo-Dettes,
Gabor Szabo,
The Knickerbockers,
Talk Talk,
The Neon Judgement,
Shoche,
Ultra Naté,
Niagra,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Moody Blues,
Soulsonic Force,
Todd Terry,
Swans,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Raincoats,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Chrome,
F. McDonald,
In Retrospect,
David Bowie,
Byron Stingily,
Brothers Johnson,
cv313,
Lou Christie,
Andrew Hill,
Gang of Four,
The Skatalites,
Public Image Ltd.,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sun Ra,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sonic Youth,
Infiniti,
John Coltrane,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Searchers,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kerrie Biddell,
Tubeway Army,
a-ha,
Man Parrish,
Con Funk Shun,
Yellowson,
The Pop Group,
Stereo Dub,
The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy.
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.