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 Kosovo and from Bologna.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ 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 Young Marble Giants to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Albert Ayler,
Camberwell Now,
Fatback Band,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Neu!,
Urselle,
Minor Threat,
E-Dancer,
the Germs,
Ludus,
Sarah Menescal,
Sugar Minott,
The Five Americans,
Aloha Tigers,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bill Near,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Moleskins,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Connie Case,
Curtis Mayfield,
Marc Almond,
Masters at Work,
Ken Boothe,
Inner City,
Mantronix,
Pussy Galore,
Colin Newman,
Jandek,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Crime,
Eric Copeland,
Public Enemy,
The Smoke,
June Days,
Todd Rundgren,
Black Pus,
Thee Headcoats,
Roxette,
Monolake,
Popol Vuh,
Kaleidoscope,
Newcleus,
Duran Duran,
EPMD,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eurythmics,
Porter Ricks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Underground Resistance,
Technova,
Stiv Bators,
FM Einheit,
Neil Young,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Association,
CMW,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Mad Mike,
Nils Olav,
Bush Tetras,
Pharoah Sanders,
Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders.
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.