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 Greece and from Glasgow.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Procol Harum to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mandrill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
Model 500,
Rites of Spring,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sixth Finger,
Skriet,
Colin Newman,
Angry Samoans,
The Dead C,
Lindisfarne,
Ice-T,
Bad Manners,
Little Man,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The American Breed,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Smoke,
Half Japanese,
Ituana,
AZ,
Jeff Lynne,
Skaos,
Agent Orange,
Arcadia,
H. Thieme,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lou Christie,
Dawn Penn,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Mojo Men,
Gang Starr,
the Slits,
Average White Band,
Prince Buster,
Saccharine Trust,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rod Modell,
Lalo Schifrin,
Neil Young,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Toni Rubio,
Organ,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Flamin' Groovies,
Faraquet,
Althea and Donna,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Drexciya,
Yazoo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Traffic Nightmare,
Shoche,
Lucky Dragons,
Barbara Tucker,
Piero Umiliani,
Barry Ungar,
Amon Düül II,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Blossom Toes,
Matthew Bourne,
Dorothy Ashby,
Andrew Hill,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
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.