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 Nigeria and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Bootsy Collins to the rock 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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-102 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
Wolf Eyes,
Surgeon,
Lou Christie,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Maurizio,
Excepter,
The Vogues,
The Fugs,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Nas,
Q and Not U,
The Neon Judgement,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Joe Finger,
Faraquet,
Audionom,
John Holt,
The Birthday Party,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Gladiators,
Brothers Johnson,
Goldenarms,
Yellowson,
Mantronix,
The Invisible,
Crispian St. Peters,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Shuggie Otis,
Cal Tjader,
Pere Ubu,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
John Cale,
New York Dolls,
The Grass Roots,
Cecil Taylor,
Barbara Tucker,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Can,
Simply Red,
Gang of Four,
Livin' Joy,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Yazoo,
Bill Wells,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Vainqueur,
Average White Band,
Lee Hazlewood,
Stockholm Monsters,
K-Klass,
James White and The Blacks,
Brand Nubian,
Adolescents,
Grandmaster Flash,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kayak,
The Music Machine,
Country Teasers,
Ossler,
Reagan Youth,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.