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 Andorra and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Philadelphia.
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 organ 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 Sonic Youth to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Aural Exciters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Selecter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Livin' Joy,
Depeche Mode,
Swans,
Boogie Down Productions,
Derrick May,
Deadbeat,
Gabor Szabo,
Half Japanese,
Unwound,
The Buckinghams,
Aural Exciters,
Amon Düül,
The Slackers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bill Near,
DNA,
Grandmaster Flash,
Franke,
The American Breed,
Archie Shepp,
Absolute Body Control,
Lou Christie,
Juan Atkins,
Magma,
the Swans,
The Cramps,
One Last Wish,
Jacob Miller,
The Happenings,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gastr Del Sol,
Minutemen,
Y Pants,
Aaron Thompson,
The J.B.'s,
The Evens,
The Pretty Things,
John Foxx,
Minnie Riperton,
Morten Harket,
Visage,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Mark Hollis,
CMW,
Todd Rundgren,
Camberwell Now,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eddi Front,
U.S. Maple,
Thee Headcoats,
Subhumans,
Shoche,
Janne Schatter,
Smog,
Main Source,
Chris Corsano,
Desert Stars,
Dennis Brown,
The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues.
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.