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 Zambia and from Paris.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 808 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 Swans to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James White and The Blacks,
Todd Rundgren,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Fugazi,
Con Funk Shun,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Grey Daturas,
The Wake,
Joensuu 1685,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Archie Shepp,
Massinfluence,
Masters at Work,
Fat Boys,
Erykah Badu,
Swell Maps,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Mo-Dettes,
Harry Pussy,
Fear,
Charles Mingus,
Tommy Roe,
The Angels of Light,
Funkadelic,
La Düsseldorf,
Sexual Harrassment,
the Sonics,
Boz Scaggs,
Can,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Boredoms,
Circle Jerks,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sparks,
Sonic Youth,
June Days,
The Motions,
John Coltrane,
Big Daddy Kane,
Flash Fearless,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Toasters,
Fad Gadget,
The Fuzztones,
Jesper Dahlback,
Nation of Ulysses,
Scan 7,
The Moleskins,
Popol Vuh,
Warsaw,
Curtis Mayfield,
Japan,
Bob Dylan,
Suicide,
Delta 5,
Altered Images,
Tomorrow,
Janne Schatter,
Cecil Taylor,
This Heat, This Heat, This Heat, This Heat.
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.