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 Nauru and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Milan.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro 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 Cecil Taylor to the crunk 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 Suicide. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ajijia Myrayebe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
Joe Finger,
Robert Görl,
Reagan Youth,
Ultra Naté,
Faraquet,
Junior Murvin,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
FM Einheit,
Wings,
Agitation Free,
Youth Brigade,
kango's stein massive,
Eve St. Jones,
Public Enemy,
Lakeside,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Stooges,
John Cale,
Agent Orange,
Royal Trux,
Deepchord,
Liliput,
Little Man,
The Wake,
The Seeds,
Kerrie Biddell,
Donny Hathaway,
Judy Mowatt,
Absolute Body Control,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Residents,
Bobby Byrd,
8 Eyed Spy,
Albert Ayler,
the Association,
Tim Buckley,
Eurythmics,
PIL,
Maleditus Sound,
Cybotron,
Steve Hackett,
The Skatalites,
Bluetip,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Chris & Cosey,
Pere Ubu,
The Pop Group,
Drive Like Jehu,
John Holt,
Tommy Roe,
The Dirtbombs,
Vainqueur,
Zapp,
Peter and Kerry,
Flipper,
Joey Negro,
Skriet,
Anthony Braxton,
The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed.
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.