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 Vanuatu and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 David Bowie 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 Swans to the grime 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 Unwound. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maleditus Sound 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Victims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fad Gadget,
Anthony Braxton,
Dave Gahan,
Laurel Aitken,
Bush Tetras,
Bobby Womack,
Shoche,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Cluster,
Bill Near,
The Real Kids,
Roxy Music,
Alphaville,
Lucky Dragons,
Smog,
Anakelly,
Scion,
Crash Course in Science,
Q and Not U,
Niagra,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ituana,
The Moleskins,
Altered Images,
Carl Craig,
Ronan,
Bad Manners,
Harry Pussy,
The Moody Blues,
Scientists,
The Fortunes,
Rites of Spring,
Little Man,
Piero Umiliani,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ronnie Foster,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sly & The Family Stone,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Nick Fraelich,
Curtis Mayfield,
Qualms,
Faraquet,
Dorothy Ashby,
Jacob Miller,
Yellowson,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kas Product,
Icehouse,
H. Thieme,
Kerri Chandler,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Matthew Bourne,
Severed Heads,
Roy Ayers,
The Music Machine,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
R.M.O.,
Gil Scott Heron,
L. Decosne,
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
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.