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 Korea South and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 arpeggiator 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 Kevin Saunderson to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Marmalade. All the underground hits.
All Oppenheimer Analysis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Searchers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brass Construction,
Camberwell Now,
Ohio Players,
Ten City,
Quantec,
Bobby Womack,
Mantronix,
Grauzone,
Jandek,
The Index,
Mandrill,
Aloha Tigers,
Swell Maps,
The Barracudas,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Magazine,
Crash Course in Science,
Iggy Pop,
Terry Callier,
Kas Product,
Slick Rick,
Mo-Dettes,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Zeros,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scrapy,
Oneida,
The Selecter,
Alice Coltrane,
Kevin Saunderson,
Wasted Youth,
the Swans,
Zapp,
June Days,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Cecil Taylor,
Swans,
Moss Icon,
Amazonics,
Joy Division,
Patti Smith,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Section 25,
Lakeside,
Crime,
The Blackbyrds,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kayak,
Banda Bassotti,
Newcleus,
Colin Newman,
Oblivians,
Altered Images,
The Busters,
Popol Vuh,
Chris & Cosey,
Massinfluence,
Dave Gahan,
Jimmy McGriff,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
D'Angelo,
Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes.
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.