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 Jamaica and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sly & The Family Stone to the rock 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 Henry Cow. All the underground hits.
All New York Dolls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerrie Biddell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fortunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Smiths,
Monolake,
Rekid,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Move,
PIL,
Harmonia,
Inner City,
Skaos,
Pylon,
Joensuu 1685,
Kayak,
Todd Rundgren,
Davy DMX,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
the Normal,
Aaron Thompson,
The Motions,
Brass Construction,
Max Romeo,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Tears for Fears,
Section 25,
the Swans,
Guru Guru,
Robert Wyatt,
Bizarre Inc.,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Anakelly,
The Count Five,
The Martian,
Sarah Menescal,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
X-101,
Funky Four + One,
Flamin' Groovies,
Scion,
Television,
H. Thieme,
Hashim,
10cc,
The Slits,
The Zeros,
The Misunderstood,
Essential Logic,
David McCallum,
Metal Thangz,
Von Mondo,
Todd Terry,
Ossler,
Lightning Bolt,
Bobby Womack,
Juan Atkins,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Morten Harket,
Maleditus Sound,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Real Kids,
Cymande,
The Cramps,
cv313,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.