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 Tunisia 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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 marimba 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Parry Music. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
Maurizio,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Slackers,
Wally Richardson,
Hashim,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Walker Brothers,
Rapeman,
Matthew Bourne,
Von Mondo,
Frankie Knuckles,
Public Enemy,
Scan 7,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bobby Byrd,
Index,
Connie Case,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Vogues,
Rites of Spring,
Lower 48,
The Pop Group,
Angry Samoans,
Davy DMX,
Main Source,
D'Angelo,
the Soft Cell,
Rod Modell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Black Dice,
Banda Bassotti,
Piero Umiliani,
Pussy Galore,
The Gladiators,
Sandy B,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Warren Ellis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lalann,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Quadrant,
Malaria!,
Simply Red,
Sight & Sound,
The Grass Roots,
F. McDonald,
Buzzcocks,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Crispian St. Peters,
Tubeway Army,
Mark Hollis,
Arcadia,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Sonics,
Avey Tare,
The Motions,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.