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 Yemen and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Symarip 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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Terrestrial Tones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Boredoms,
Bizarre Inc.,
Essential Logic,
The Litter,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sun City Girls,
Kool Moe Dee,
L. Decosne,
Section 25,
Whodini,
Echospace,
Joe Finger,
Blancmange,
The Divine Comedy,
The Doors,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Cameo,
the Human League,
Kas Product,
Ronnie Foster,
Jerry's Kids,
Gong,
Chris & Cosey,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
cv313,
AZ,
Mission of Burma,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Malaria!,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scan 7,
Gil Scott Heron,
Rakim,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Idris Muhammad,
Infiniti,
10cc,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Knickerbockers,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Drexciya,
Piero Umiliani,
The Last Poets,
T. Rex,
Pantytec,
The Blues Magoos,
Soft Machine,
Tim Buckley,
Stiv Bators,
Spandau Ballet,
KRS-One,
The Buckinghams,
The Vogues,
New York Dolls,
Susan Cadogan,
Warren Ellis,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.