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 Ukraine and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 mellotron 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 Sarah Menescal to the rap 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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cosmic Jokers,
Trumans Water,
48th St. Collective,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Velvet Underground,
kango's stein massive,
Nico,
The Mojo Men,
Banda Bassotti,
Kool Moe Dee,
Blancmange,
Bizarre Inc.,
Alphaville,
Peter and Kerry,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Public Enemy,
Amon Düül II,
Procol Harum,
Sparks,
The Barracudas,
Wolf Eyes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
James White and The Blacks,
Cecil Taylor,
Johnny Clarke,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Make Up,
New York Dolls,
B.T. Express,
Simply Red,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gong,
Jesper Dahlback,
Steve Hackett,
Soft Cell,
Swans,
Tubeway Army,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Vladislav Delay,
Black Moon,
Kerrie Biddell,
Traffic Nightmare,
Thompson Twins,
Dave Gahan,
Brand Nubian,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Junior Murvin,
Rosa Yemen,
Das Ding,
Visage,
Stereo Dub,
Rod Modell,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Kinks,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.