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 Moldova and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 The Gap Band to the crunk 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 Drive Like Jehu. All the underground hits.
All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
L. Decosne,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ten City,
Cluster,
Sonic Youth,
Boz Scaggs,
DNA,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Pretty Things,
The Angels of Light,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Durutti Column,
The Selecter,
the Swans,
Pere Ubu,
Colin Newman,
Stockholm Monsters,
Funky Four + One,
Thee Headcoats,
Lou Christie,
Delon & Dalcan,
Mary Jane Girls,
Urselle,
Livin' Joy,
Gang Starr,
Lebanon Hanover,
Moss Icon,
Fugazi,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Gories,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crash Course in Science,
Bootsy Collins,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Blake Baxter,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Connie Case,
Ultra Naté,
Sparks,
Todd Terry,
Mark Hollis,
Spandau Ballet,
Isaac Hayes,
Gregory Isaacs,
Wasted Youth,
Rhythm & Sound,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ralphi Rosario,
Arcadia,
Oblivians,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Grass Roots,
Pet Shop Boys,
MDC,
Hasil Adkins,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Associates,
Popol Vuh,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Tres Demented,
Jesper Dahlback,
Juan Atkins,
John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane.
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.