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 Mauritania and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the guitar 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 Organ to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Nik Kershaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mandrill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Isaac Hayes,
Eli Mardock,
Jawbox,
Archie Shepp,
MC5,
Soft Cell,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
June of 44,
H. Thieme,
Mr. Review,
Vainqueur,
Robert Wyatt,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Organ,
Interpol,
the Sonics,
Ludus,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Johnny Clarke,
Anthony Braxton,
Sugar Minott,
Wasted Youth,
The Associates,
World's Most,
Traffic Nightmare,
Stereo Dub,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Camouflage,
Delta 5,
Television Personalities,
Au Pairs,
ABBA,
Japan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Yusef Lateef,
Minutemen,
Magma,
John Lydon,
Freddie Wadling,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Franke,
The Count Five,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Icehouse,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
UT,
Patti Smith,
Eric Copeland,
JFA,
Minny Pops,
Marine Girls,
Spandau Ballet,
Adolescents,
Roxy Music,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Hoover,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.