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 Rwanda and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Sonics 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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every London Community Gospel Choir record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Zeros record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Buckinghams,
Alphaville,
Infiniti,
Average White Band,
the Association,
Aloha Tigers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
OOIOO,
Marine Girls,
AZ,
The Doors,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Tremeloes,
U.S. Maple,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lucky Dragons,
a-ha,
The Flesh Eaters,
Saccharine Trust,
The Dave Clark Five,
Stiv Bators,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Television,
Gang of Four,
Ossler,
Lalo Schifrin,
Black Sheep,
Jimmy McGriff,
Moebius,
The Gun Club,
Rites of Spring,
The Velvet Underground,
Nico,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Doobie Brothers,
Royal Trux,
Reuben Wilson,
Pere Ubu,
Hot Snakes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Neu!,
The Raincoats,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Donald Byrd,
Archie Shepp,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Aaron Thompson,
John Coltrane,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Eurythmics,
Interpol,
Susan Cadogan,
Erykah Badu,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Tim Buckley,
Cymande,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Harmonia,
Swans,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.