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 India and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Josef K to the techno 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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sound Behaviour,
Bad Manners,
Steve Hackett,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Marine Girls,
Don Cherry,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Fire Engines,
Siglo XX,
This Heat,
AZ,
Todd Terry,
Yazoo,
New Age Steppers,
the Sonics,
MDC,
Animal Collective,
Monolake,
China Crisis,
Warsaw,
The Invisible,
The Last Poets,
Dark Day,
Rekid,
The Skatalites,
Lou Reed,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ronan,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ultra Naté,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Susan Cadogan,
Henry Cow,
Soulsonic Force,
Scrapy,
Amazonics,
Tim Buckley,
Sonic Youth,
CMW,
R.M.O.,
Dead Boys,
Bush Tetras,
Severed Heads,
Brick,
The Blackbyrds,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Music Machine,
Minutemen,
Anthony Braxton,
Aswad,
Wally Richardson,
Bauhaus,
The Busters,
Bronski Beat,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sister Nancy,
The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy.
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.