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 Slovakia and from Tehran.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Second Layer to the rock 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 The Invisible. All the underground hits.
All Don Cherry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Charles Mingus,
The Alarm Clocks,
Delon & Dalcan,
This Heat,
A Certain Ratio,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Jeff Lynne,
X-101,
Fad Gadget,
Drexciya,
Sparks,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Thee Headcoats,
Joy Division,
F. McDonald,
Au Pairs,
The Residents,
The Seeds,
ABBA,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Simply Red,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Fugs,
Mad Mike,
Rhythm & Sound,
Harmonia,
Monolake,
the Swans,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sandy B,
PIL,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Pharoah Sanders,
Marc Almond,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ponytail,
Nick Fraelich,
Pylon,
Eddi Front,
China Crisis,
Patti Smith,
Monks,
The Pop Group,
MDC,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
AZ,
Brick,
Camberwell Now,
Bobby Byrd,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Reuben Wilson,
Barbara Tucker,
Mary Jane Girls,
David Axelrod,
Supertramp,
Index,
Gang Starr,
Scan 7,
Jimmy McGriff,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.