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 Cuba and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Rotary Connection to the electroclash 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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Livin' Joy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Quantec,
The Vogues,
Jerry Gold Smith,
10cc,
Sun City Girls,
DNA,
The Monks,
Colin Newman,
Monks,
The Gun Club,
Fear,
Pagans,
Scan 7,
Au Pairs,
Man Eating Sloth,
Delta 5,
Lee Hazlewood,
Harmonia,
Yellowson,
The Barracudas,
Leonard Cohen,
The Count Five,
John Foxx,
Frankie Knuckles,
kango's stein massive,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jandek,
Radiopuhelimet,
Echospace,
Johnny Clarke,
The American Breed,
Alison Limerick,
Black Flag,
The Velvet Underground,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Organ,
Section 25,
Qualms,
Dual Sessions,
Q65,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bob Dylan,
The Evens,
Urselle,
Tim Buckley,
Yaz,
Jeff Mills,
The Real Kids,
David Axelrod,
Cluster,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Dave Clark Five,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Junior Murvin,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Associates,
Stetsasonic,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.