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 Somalia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 güiro 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 JFA to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Scratch Acid. All the underground hits.
All Black Sheep tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moebius record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
The Gun Club,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Aswad,
Mad Mike,
The Pop Group,
Drive Like Jehu,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Avey Tare,
Surgeon,
Marcia Griffiths,
Shoche,
Scratch Acid,
Peter and Kerry,
The Monochrome Set,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ituana,
Suicide,
Crooked Eye,
The Seeds,
A Certain Ratio,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Depeche Mode,
Masters at Work,
Au Pairs,
The Mummies,
Pylon,
Ken Boothe,
The Detroit Cobras,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Robert Wyatt,
Delon & Dalcan,
Siglo XX,
Ronnie Foster,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gil Scott Heron,
Crispian St. Peters,
Wally Richardson,
Grey Daturas,
The Doors,
Terrestrial Tones,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Section 25,
DNA,
Deakin,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Victims,
Andrew Hill,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Radiohead,
Wolf Eyes,
Dave Gahan,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Schoolly D,
Pet Shop Boys,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Underground Resistance,
Kevin Saunderson,
The New Christs,
The Toasters,
Nirvana,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.