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 Bangladesh and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 Cairo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Thee Headcoats to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Star Department record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
The Gap Band,
The New Christs,
Neu!,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Misunderstood,
The Vogues,
Sixth Finger,
Mr. Review,
Motorama,
Gichy Dan,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Names,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Zeros,
Tomorrow,
Bill Near,
Nick Fraelich,
The Music Machine,
The Mojo Men,
Basic Channel,
Groovy Waters,
Grandmaster Flash,
Unwound,
Jesper Dahlback,
Eric Copeland,
KRS-One,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gang Green,
Absolute Body Control,
Bob Dylan,
Khruangbin,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rufus Thomas,
Quantec,
Todd Terry,
Eli Mardock,
The Searchers,
Max Romeo,
Eurythmics,
Ornette Coleman,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
OOIOO,
China Crisis,
Roxette,
Janne Schatter,
The Detroit Cobras,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pierre Henry,
Pagans,
Lyres,
Kevin Saunderson,
Byron Stingily,
Ronnie Foster,
Joy Division,
Chris & Cosey,
FM Einheit,
Das Ding,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.