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 Micronesia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Beijing.
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 spring reverb 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 Popol Vuh to the grunge 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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boredoms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Warsaw,
Mad Mike,
Kas Product,
Reagan Youth,
Soulsonic Force,
Radio Birdman,
Dennis Brown,
Max Romeo,
John Foxx,
DJ Style,
Prince Buster,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Red Krayola,
Maurizio,
Erykah Badu,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sam Rivers,
The Victims,
Technova,
Schoolly D,
Morten Harket,
Laurel Aitken,
The Birthday Party,
Sparks,
Echospace,
The Moleskins,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Eric Dolphy,
The Barracudas,
Television,
The Smiths,
Connie Case,
Scion,
Slick Rick,
Ludus,
Ronan,
Saccharine Trust,
Babytalk,
Bill Wells,
Clear Light,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The United States of America,
Althea and Donna,
Amon Düül II,
The American Breed,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Scrapy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Moby Grape,
Bang On A Can,
Procol Harum,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pierre Henry,
The Doors,
The Doobie Brothers,
Accadde A,
The Walker Brothers,
Yaz, Yaz, Yaz, Yaz.
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.