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 Philippines and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 guitar 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 Rapeman to the punk 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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Tim Buckley tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros 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 a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Eli Mardock,
The Kinks,
Shoche,
Procol Harum,
Maleditus Sound,
Scott Walker,
Trumans Water,
Ten City,
Man Eating Sloth,
the Human League,
Lalann,
Scan 7,
David Bowie,
Jeru the Damaja,
The New Christs,
Livin' Joy,
Basic Channel,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Boredoms,
Urselle,
Curtis Mayfield,
Joe Smooth,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Crispy Ambulance,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Gap Band,
Amazonics,
This Heat,
UT,
Jandek,
Prince Buster,
Marvin Gaye,
The Sound,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Black Sheep,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Zero Boys,
The Invisible,
Mars,
Reagan Youth,
Marcia Griffiths,
Motorama,
The Blackbyrds,
Rites of Spring,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Mantronix,
Accadde A,
The Cowsills,
Gabor Szabo,
Pet Shop Boys,
Desert Stars,
Suicide,
Metal Thangz,
Ituana,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Music Machine,
the Normal,
cv313,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Fuzztones,
Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps.
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.