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 United Kingdom and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Blues Magoos to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ituana 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Associates record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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 Chocolate Watch Band,
The American Breed,
Chris & Cosey,
Underground Resistance,
Girls At Our Best!,
Rod Modell,
Skaos,
Lou Reed,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Zero Boys,
Eve St. Jones,
Crispian St. Peters,
E-Dancer,
Don Cherry,
The Residents,
Minor Threat,
Susan Cadogan,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pierre Henry,
The Music Machine,
Wolf Eyes,
Boredoms,
Danielle Patucci,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gichy Dan,
Marvin Gaye,
The Velvet Underground,
The Knickerbockers,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Model 500,
Al Stewart,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Icehouse,
Funky Four + One,
Nirvana,
Second Layer,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Beau Brummels,
The Pretty Things,
Japan,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Liliput,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Move,
The Fire Engines,
Erasure,
Pole,
Little Man,
Ornette Coleman,
Marine Girls,
Funkadelic,
The Detroit Cobras,
Minutemen,
The Count Five,
Oneida,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Offenders,
Sex Pistols,
Essential Logic,
Sugar Minott,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
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.