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 Panama and from Cairo.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Niagra. All the underground hits.
All 8 Eyed Spy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
Skriet,
Gastr Del Sol,
Derrick Morgan,
Moss Icon,
Steve Hackett,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Kinks,
Pierre Henry,
Jesper Dahlback,
Yellowson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Niagra,
Fluxion,
Deepchord,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Unwound,
Dennis Brown,
Cal Tjader,
Sound Behaviour,
Stiv Bators,
Eddi Front,
Nik Kershaw,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Public Enemy,
Lungfish,
The Beau Brummels,
FM Einheit,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Basic Channel,
The Blackbyrds,
Rod Modell,
Das Ding,
Parry Music,
The Five Americans,
China Crisis,
Grauzone,
Circle Jerks,
Flash Fearless,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Bootsy Collins,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Hardrive,
Boredoms,
Ultimate Spinach,
Pagans,
Crispy Ambulance,
Terry Callier,
Ultravox,
Jacques Brel,
Ultra Naté,
Rhythm & Sound,
Tubeway Army,
Thompson Twins,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Happenings,
Marvin Gaye,
Andrew Hill,
Lebanon Hanover,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Peter & Gordon,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.