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 Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Crash Course in Science to the grunge 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 The J.B.'s. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gichy Dan,
Metal Thangz,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Real Kids,
Clear Light,
John Coltrane,
Surgeon,
DNA,
Duran Duran,
Stockholm Monsters,
Kayak,
Soft Machine,
DJ Sneak,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rapeman,
Tres Demented,
CMW,
Heaven 17,
Harmonia,
The Count Five,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Crooked Eye,
Rhythm & Sound,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Warsaw,
Animal Collective,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Matthew Bourne,
the Normal,
The Young Rascals,
Ponytail,
E-Dancer,
Cluster,
The Buckinghams,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Essential Logic,
Bizarre Inc.,
Accadde A,
The Flesh Eaters,
Guru Guru,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Maurizio,
Aloha Tigers,
The Trojans,
Sixth Finger,
Harpers Bizarre,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pet Shop Boys,
Dorothy Ashby,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Donald Byrd,
This Heat,
Andrew Hill,
Isaac Hayes,
Hot Snakes,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Toni Rubio,
Chrome,
Ludus, Ludus, Ludus, Ludus.
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.