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 Switzerland and from Delhi.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
Jawbox,
Audionom,
The Trojans,
Von Mondo,
New Age Steppers,
Technova,
AZ,
Lindisfarne,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Invisible,
Theoretical Girls,
Scott Walker,
Radiopuhelimet,
ABC,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Cecil Taylor,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Q and Not U,
Ken Boothe,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Misunderstood,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sun City Girls,
X-102,
Leonard Cohen,
Faust,
Blake Baxter,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
June Days,
The Searchers,
Dawn Penn,
Essential Logic,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Spandau Ballet,
The Tremeloes,
John Cale,
Bill Wells,
The Golliwogs,
PIL,
Pussy Galore,
Oneida,
Inner City,
Michelle Simonal,
Whodini,
Archie Shepp,
B.T. Express,
Matthew Bourne,
Fela Kuti,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Suicide,
Smog,
Toni Rubio,
Maleditus Sound,
Flipper,
Bizarre Inc.,
Johnny Osbourne,
D'Angelo,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.