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 Antigua and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Hong Kong.
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 harpsichord 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 Archie Shepp to the jazz 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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
Minor Threat,
The Blackbyrds,
Althea and Donna,
Underground Resistance,
Pantaleimon,
The Barracudas,
Jesper Dahlback,
Kerrie Biddell,
Radiopuhelimet,
Faust,
H. Thieme,
Electric Prunes,
Average White Band,
Black Pus,
Echospace,
Sparks,
Lindisfarne,
Organ,
Peter and Kerry,
Janne Schatter,
UT,
Alphaville,
La Düsseldorf,
The Evens,
cv313,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Trumans Water,
Monolake,
AZ,
The Searchers,
Bluetip,
Crooked Eye,
Lyres,
Bill Wells,
Scott Walker,
Arab on Radar,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Magma,
Public Enemy,
This Heat,
Isaac Hayes,
Letta Mbulu,
Guru Guru,
Kayak,
Niagra,
Franke,
MC5,
Index,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Derrick Morgan,
Oblivians,
10cc,
Rosa Yemen,
David Axelrod,
The Velvet Underground,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Gladiators,
Scion,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.