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 Japan and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moby Grape record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Mandrill,
Altered Images,
Minny Pops,
A Certain Ratio,
June Days,
Susan Cadogan,
Audionom,
Lyres,
Ludus,
The Sonics,
K-Klass,
Stiv Bators,
The Last Poets,
Shuggie Otis,
Toni Rubio,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lungfish,
Grauzone,
Kenny Larkin,
The Buckinghams,
The Angels of Light,
Average White Band,
Alice Coltrane,
Eric B and Rakim,
Symarip,
The Names,
The Index,
Half Japanese,
Eden Ahbez,
Young Marble Giants,
the Sonics,
The Associates,
Gang Gang Dance,
Albert Ayler,
Erykah Badu,
The Remains,
FM Einheit,
Pierre Henry,
Boz Scaggs,
The Evens,
Joensuu 1685,
Tim Buckley,
Laurel Aitken,
Sugar Minott,
Public Enemy,
Johnny Osbourne,
Curtis Mayfield,
Heaven 17,
Barry Ungar,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Stooges,
Royal Trux,
The Trojans,
The Fugs,
CMW,
Moby Grape,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Velvet Underground,
Chris Corsano,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
the Germs, the Germs, the Germs, the Germs.
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.