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 Burkina and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Harry Pussy to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare 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 clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Los Fastidios record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Neil Young,
Essential Logic,
T. Rex,
Pierre Henry,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Roxette,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sandy B,
The Fortunes,
Ituana,
Judy Mowatt,
Lalann,
Harmonia,
The Gladiators,
Bizarre Inc.,
KRS-One,
the Soft Cell,
Jandek,
Marc Almond,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sugar Minott,
Loose Ends,
The Birthday Party,
The Happenings,
Scrapy,
Joy Division,
The Real Kids,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ossler,
Thompson Twins,
Lower 48,
Lou Reed,
Livin' Joy,
Hardrive,
Audionom,
The Zeros,
Curtis Mayfield,
Warren Ellis,
Mad Mike,
X-102,
Main Source,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Wally Richardson,
Scott Walker,
Lindisfarne,
F. McDonald,
Kas Product,
The Slackers,
Thee Headcoats,
Anakelly,
Angry Samoans,
Das Ding,
David McCallum,
The Shadows of Knight,
Toni Rubio,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.