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 Kenya and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Delhi.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the güiro 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 Throbbing Gristle to the rap 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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
Junior Murvin,
Eli Mardock,
June of 44,
The Golliwogs,
The Cramps,
Minor Threat,
Deepchord,
Peter and Kerry,
The Star Department,
The Gap Band,
These Immortal Souls,
The Move,
Ten City,
Black Pus,
Pantaleimon,
The Index,
the Soft Cell,
Blake Baxter,
Rod Modell,
Ken Boothe,
Pharoah Sanders,
Marshall Jefferson,
Monolake,
The Martian,
The Slackers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Funky Four + One,
Lakeside,
Lebanon Hanover,
Cluster,
Franke,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Max Romeo,
Schoolly D,
Leonard Cohen,
Brick,
Alice Coltrane,
Janne Schatter,
Q65,
Michelle Simonal,
Todd Terry,
Das Ding,
Boogie Down Productions,
L. Decosne,
Juan Atkins,
Bobby Womack,
Agent Orange,
The Fire Engines,
Slick Rick,
John Coltrane,
Eric Dolphy,
The Count Five,
Man Parrish,
48th St. Collective,
Ice-T,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster.
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.