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 Slovakia and from Tokyo.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Yazoo to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donald Byrd 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 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Audionom,
Albert Ayler,
Michelle Simonal,
Tommy Roe,
New Age Steppers,
Q and Not U,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pole,
Skaos,
Simply Red,
Minor Threat,
Joensuu 1685,
Los Fastidios,
Symarip,
Second Layer,
Sugar Minott,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Moss Icon,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Pretty Things,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
John Lydon,
Bobby Sherman,
Todd Rundgren,
Johnny Clarke,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bobby Byrd,
X-102,
Aural Exciters,
One Last Wish,
Lightning Bolt,
Nico,
Aloha Tigers,
Organ,
Dead Boys,
Josef K,
R.M.O.,
Crash Course in Science,
Wolf Eyes,
Black Sheep,
Rotary Connection,
June of 44,
Bill Wells,
Dave Gahan,
The Fugs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
David Bowie,
Vladislav Delay,
Amon Düül,
Nation of Ulysses,
Negative Approach,
Q65,
Jerry's Kids,
Youth Brigade,
Infiniti,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills.
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.