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 France and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Manila.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin 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 Fela Kuti to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & Metallica tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerrie Biddell,
Pharoah Sanders,
Cybotron,
Stereo Dub,
The Motions,
The Gladiators,
Nick Fraelich,
Kayak,
Crash Course in Science,
Groovy Waters,
Henry Cow,
Eden Ahbez,
A Certain Ratio,
Moebius,
Negative Approach,
Interpol,
This Heat,
Rod Modell,
The Gun Club,
Pole,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Young Rascals,
The American Breed,
Outsiders,
The Doobie Brothers,
the Fania All-Stars,
Black Pus,
The Dead C,
Wings,
Minor Threat,
Blake Baxter,
Aaron Thompson,
Soft Cell,
E-Dancer,
MC5,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Youth Brigade,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Agent Orange,
Clear Light,
Maurizio,
June Days,
Don Cherry,
The Real Kids,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Suburban Knight,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Invisible,
The Skatalites,
Lou Christie,
The Sonics,
Ponytail,
Barbara Tucker,
Goldenarms,
New York Dolls,
Todd Rundgren,
the Normal,
The Fugs,
Ken Boothe,
Ronan,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.