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 Laos and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
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 The Moody Blues to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Parrish,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Joe Smooth,
L. Decosne,
Gang of Four,
Basic Channel,
Khruangbin,
Ice-T,
The Selecter,
The Gladiators,
Deepchord,
Brand Nubian,
Easy Going,
Nick Fraelich,
Mission of Burma,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scientists,
Audionom,
Barbara Tucker,
This Heat,
Prince Buster,
Mo-Dettes,
The Fugs,
Fela Kuti,
The Busters,
The Divine Comedy,
The Smoke,
Metal Thangz,
Skaos,
Q and Not U,
The Gun Club,
Gong,
Urselle,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Tres Demented,
Blake Baxter,
The Mummies,
The Searchers,
The Wake,
Quantec,
MC5,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sight & Sound,
The Misunderstood,
Altered Images,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jacob Miller,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Popol Vuh,
U.S. Maple,
The Music Machine,
The Martian,
Byron Stingily,
Wings,
The Real Kids,
Fad Gadget,
Malaria!,
Moebius,
Robert Hood,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Graham Central Station,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.