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 Zambia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 synthesizer 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 New York Dolls to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Alphaville,
Kas Product,
T.S.O.L.,
The Stooges,
Minor Threat,
The Raincoats,
Piero Umiliani,
Soft Cell,
Stereo Dub,
Parry Music,
DJ Sneak,
ABBA,
Wally Richardson,
Jacob Miller,
Arthur Verocai,
Clear Light,
The Gories,
The J.B.'s,
Scrapy,
Bush Tetras,
The Red Krayola,
Youth Brigade,
Rekid,
Stockholm Monsters,
Erasure,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Scientists,
Quantec,
Cal Tjader,
Eden Ahbez,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Radiohead,
Bad Manners,
Pole,
Joey Negro,
Pagans,
Lalo Schifrin,
Panda Bear,
Soul Sonic Force,
John Foxx,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Flesh Eaters,
Soul II Soul,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
David Axelrod,
Brand Nubian,
Eric Copeland,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kayak,
MC5,
Charles Mingus,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Los Fastidios,
Terry Callier,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Deadbeat,
Eurythmics,
John Coltrane,
Tears for Fears,
June Days, June Days, June Days, June Days.
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.