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 Israel and from Bremen.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Oneida to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All Sam Rivers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Tears for Fears,
The Standells,
Underground Resistance,
Bronski Beat,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Agitation Free,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Fall,
James White and The Blacks,
The Selecter,
Archie Shepp,
Chris & Cosey,
Sun City Girls,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
the Swans,
Freddie Wadling,
Magazine,
Throbbing Gristle,
Derrick Morgan,
Sixth Finger,
Nik Kershaw,
Peter & Gordon,
Theoretical Girls,
Cybotron,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Deadbeat,
Big Daddy Kane,
Maurizio,
The Fortunes,
Danielle Patucci,
The Trojans,
Metal Thangz,
Ludus,
Adolescents,
Don Cherry,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Tommy Roe,
Soulsonic Force,
Judy Mowatt,
Accadde A,
The Monks,
Drive Like Jehu,
Quadrant,
Neil Young,
The Smiths,
Malaria!,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Stiv Bators,
Wire,
T. Rex,
Joe Finger,
Lungfish,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bobby Sherman,
Rapeman,
Duran Duran,
Alice Coltrane,
Wasted Youth,
Roy Ayers,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.