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 Argentina and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 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 Agitation Free to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Henry Cow. All the underground hits.
All John Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Jeff Lynne,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Fania All-Stars,
Can,
Hot Snakes,
Essential Logic,
The Evens,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Marc Almond,
Nas,
Franke,
Tommy Roe,
Dual Sessions,
Moby Grape,
Max Romeo,
Robert Hood,
Delta 5,
Sonny Sharrock,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Das Ding,
Flamin' Groovies,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Throbbing Gristle,
X-101,
Agitation Free,
Crash Course in Science,
Zero Boys,
Ultravox,
Scratch Acid,
Duran Duran,
Alison Limerick,
Freddie Wadling,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bobby Byrd,
Patti Smith,
Pantytec,
Chris Corsano,
The Fugs,
The Modern Lovers,
The Golliwogs,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Arthur Verocai,
Albert Ayler,
Talk Talk,
Traffic Nightmare,
Banda Bassotti,
Technova,
Clear Light,
Lakeside,
Massinfluence,
Marmalade,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ultra Naté,
The Red Krayola,
10cc,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ossler,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Blues Magoos,
Eric Dolphy,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.