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 Slovakia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Be Bop Deluxe to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Andrew Hill. All the underground hits.
All The Remains tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Wake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barry Ungar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cluster,
Bobby Hutcherson,
10cc,
Warren Ellis,
Scrapy,
Big Daddy Kane,
Crispy Ambulance,
Moebius,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lalo Schifrin,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Hot Snakes,
Andrew Hill,
Yaz,
The Gap Band,
Monks,
Procol Harum,
The Offenders,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Colin Newman,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Index,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Donald Byrd,
The Gories,
Pantytec,
T.S.O.L.,
Moby Grape,
Lalann,
Masters at Work,
Popol Vuh,
Soft Machine,
The Standells,
China Crisis,
Godley & Creme,
Kaleidoscope,
Marvin Gaye,
The Wake,
Sam Rivers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Radiohead,
Das Ding,
Delon & Dalcan,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kerri Chandler,
Spandau Ballet,
cv313,
Fad Gadget,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Guru Guru,
8 Eyed Spy,
Nick Fraelich,
Morten Harket,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ossler,
Bobby Womack,
Tomorrow,
Joe Finger,
Peter & Gordon,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Eli Mardock,
Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron.
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.