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 Cuba and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Alarm Clocks to the funk 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 Crooked Eye. All the underground hits.
All Althea and Donna tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Banda Bassotti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Eddi Front,
The Divine Comedy,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
ABC,
Michelle Simonal,
Crooked Eye,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Yazoo,
The Offenders,
Thee Headcoats,
AZ,
Connie Case,
Mandrill,
The Doors,
The Dave Clark Five,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Joensuu 1685,
Idris Muhammad,
Barrington Levy,
Motorama,
The Angels of Light,
Accadde A,
Toni Rubio,
Graham Central Station,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kerri Chandler,
Black Moon,
CMW,
Trumans Water,
Carl Craig,
LL Cool J,
Soul II Soul,
Chris Corsano,
Unrelated Segments,
Sex Pistols,
Fluxion,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Minor Threat,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
New York Dolls,
Mark Hollis,
La Düsseldorf,
Lungfish,
Don Cherry,
Bush Tetras,
Rapeman,
Delon & Dalcan,
Y Pants,
Moss Icon,
Joe Finger,
The Dirtbombs,
Camberwell Now,
Guru Guru,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Robert Hood,
Harpers Bizarre,
kango's stein massive,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Technova,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.