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 Solomon Islands and from Beijing.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 Jandek to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All The Moody Blues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blues Magoos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Cowsills,
Pantytec,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Don Cherry,
The Misunderstood,
Moebius,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ken Boothe,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Y Pants,
Josef K,
Althea and Donna,
Sister Nancy,
Gabor Szabo,
Los Fastidios,
Crispy Ambulance,
The United States of America,
Soulsonic Force,
Gang Green,
The Kinks,
Inner City,
B.T. Express,
K-Klass,
The Pretty Things,
Johnny Osbourne,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Offenders,
Quantec,
Audionom,
Bluetip,
Flamin' Groovies,
Rotary Connection,
Cal Tjader,
Main Source,
Danielle Patucci,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sound Behaviour,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
DNA,
Icehouse,
Talk Talk,
June of 44,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Electric Prunes,
The Gap Band,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Anakelly,
Brothers Johnson,
Von Mondo,
Ponytail,
Faraquet,
MC5,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ultravox,
MDC,
The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department.
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.