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 Kosovo and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 theremin 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 MC5 to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ken Boothe 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Todd Terry,
David Bowie,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Residents,
Mars,
Model 500,
Wings,
Trumans Water,
The Last Poets,
Slave,
Scion,
Main Source,
Terry Callier,
Radiopuhelimet,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Nik Kershaw,
The Happenings,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Excepter,
the Sonics,
Alphaville,
Ohio Players,
Janne Schatter,
A Certain Ratio,
48th St. Collective,
The Moody Blues,
Brass Construction,
Mad Mike,
Stiv Bators,
Kas Product,
Nils Olav,
The Smiths,
Pantytec,
ABC,
James White and The Blacks,
Masters at Work,
Royal Trux,
Barry Ungar,
the Swans,
The Neon Judgement,
Guru Guru,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Young Marble Giants,
The Mojo Men,
Pantaleimon,
John Cale,
Rites of Spring,
Porter Ricks,
The Offenders,
The Golliwogs,
Unwound,
The Litter,
Cameo,
The Pop Group,
Arab on Radar,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Symarip,
Circle Jerks,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rapeman,
UT, UT, UT, UT.
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.