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 Palau and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 guitar 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 Wally Richardson to the jazz 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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unwound,
Brass Construction,
kango's stein massive,
Jimmy McGriff,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jeff Mills,
The Music Machine,
Rod Modell,
Johnny Osbourne,
Public Enemy,
Morten Harket,
The Monochrome Set,
Lucky Dragons,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
a-ha,
The Motions,
The Fugs,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
New Order,
Visage,
Alice Coltrane,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bobby Byrd,
Tubeway Army,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Shuggie Otis,
Robert Wyatt,
Junior Murvin,
Swell Maps,
Lower 48,
Johnny Clarke,
Curtis Mayfield,
Mo-Dettes,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Organ,
The Black Dice,
DJ Style,
Jandek,
Sun City Girls,
Cal Tjader,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kenny Larkin,
Todd Terry,
Cecil Taylor,
Clear Light,
Oneida,
Barrington Levy,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Nils Olav,
The Velvet Underground,
Sonic Youth,
X-102,
Terrestrial Tones,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Associates,
Camberwell Now,
Pussy Galore,
Magazine,
The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids.
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.