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 El Salvador and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 sitar 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 Infiniti to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All Arab on Radar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Scott Walker,
The Sonics,
Silicon Teens,
Bang On A Can,
Urselle,
Colin Newman,
Janne Schatter,
DJ Sneak,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Animal Collective,
Black Sheep,
The Move,
ABC,
The Last Poets,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Groovy Waters,
Joy Division,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Can,
Jawbox,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Tears for Fears,
A Certain Ratio,
The Count Five,
Harpers Bizarre,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
DNA,
The Searchers,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
MDC,
Icehouse,
Lebanon Hanover,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Monolake,
Junior Murvin,
Quando Quango,
Yusef Lateef,
Jacob Miller,
The Raincoats,
The Dave Clark Five,
Brass Construction,
Thompson Twins,
Dark Day,
Todd Rundgren,
Monks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Delon & Dalcan,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Spandau Ballet,
Magma,
Swans,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Dorothy Ashby,
Supertramp,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Blues Magoos,
Japan,
Roxette, Roxette, Roxette, Roxette.
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.