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 Cyprus and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Althea and Donna to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Prince Buster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dirtbombs,
Magazine,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Donald Byrd,
Eddi Front,
Sexual Harrassment,
Faraquet,
David Axelrod,
Patti Smith,
Kerri Chandler,
The Birthday Party,
Nils Olav,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Basic Channel,
Max Romeo,
Amon Düül,
The Cure,
Quando Quango,
Kayak,
Joe Smooth,
Subhumans,
Suicide,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Intrusion,
Scrapy,
Slave,
Michelle Simonal,
Rosa Yemen,
The Techniques,
Jeru the Damaja,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sister Nancy,
Icehouse,
Black Sheep,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Audionom,
Los Fastidios,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Visage,
Judy Mowatt,
Essential Logic,
Unrelated Segments,
Leonard Cohen,
The Detroit Cobras,
Black Bananas,
Rufus Thomas,
Scan 7,
Pylon,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Harmonia,
Bauhaus,
Ralphi Rosario,
Can,
Lakeside,
Nation of Ulysses,
cv313,
Sound Behaviour,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.