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 Lithuania and from Milan.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Harpers Bizarre to the rap 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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Khruangbin 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bluetip,
Moebius,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lalo Schifrin,
Crooked Eye,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Todd Rundgren,
The Knickerbockers,
Roger Hodgson,
The Last Poets,
The Misunderstood,
Tim Buckley,
Roxette,
Deadbeat,
Infiniti,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
cv313,
The Searchers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
John Coltrane,
The Zeros,
Fugazi,
Lee Hazlewood,
New Age Steppers,
Wire,
Barbara Tucker,
Maurizio,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Index,
10cc,
Rotary Connection,
the Germs,
Ludus,
The Associates,
Cal Tjader,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Hasil Adkins,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Camouflage,
Swans,
Erasure,
Lower 48,
Icehouse,
The New Christs,
the Slits,
Susan Cadogan,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Motorama,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Warren Ellis,
Chrome,
JFA,
Bad Manners,
a-ha,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Drexciya,
Little Man,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Steve Hackett,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.