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 Kuwait and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the theremin 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 Japan to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sexual Harrassment,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Five Americans,
Subhumans,
Chrome,
Morten Harket,
Cecil Taylor,
Half Japanese,
China Crisis,
Kerri Chandler,
David Bowie,
Amazonics,
The Seeds,
Soulsonic Force,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Barry Ungar,
Sex Pistols,
June of 44,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gang Starr,
The Motions,
New York Dolls,
Carl Craig,
Hasil Adkins,
Arthur Verocai,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Juan Atkins,
Wasted Youth,
Barclay James Harvest,
Nirvana,
The Monochrome Set,
The Dave Clark Five,
Radiopuhelimet,
FM Einheit,
Motorama,
Pole,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Skarface,
The Modern Lovers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Faraquet,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
One Last Wish,
JFA,
The Red Krayola,
Model 500,
Au Pairs,
Mad Mike,
Sandy B,
Lalo Schifrin,
New Age Steppers,
Groovy Waters,
Dawn Penn,
the Normal,
Scion,
Althea and Donna,
Fort Wilson Riot,
John Lydon,
The Index, The Index, The Index, The Index.
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.