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 Finland and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Boogie Down Productions to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
Swans,
Bauhaus,
Nik Kershaw,
Jandek,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Heaven 17,
CMW,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Roy Ayers,
The Young Rascals,
Michelle Simonal,
Ituana,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
L. Decosne,
LL Cool J,
Funky Four + One,
Subhumans,
Masters at Work,
T.S.O.L.,
Whodini,
Funkadelic,
The Red Krayola,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Cal Tjader,
Gichy Dan,
Crash Course in Science,
The Remains,
Fad Gadget,
Patti Smith,
Joe Finger,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ten City,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Skriet,
New York Dolls,
The Cowsills,
Scan 7,
Siglo XX,
Con Funk Shun,
Lou Christie,
Tommy Roe,
The Move,
Franke,
Eve St. Jones,
Rekid,
The Index,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sarah Menescal,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Soul Sonic Force,
Aaron Thompson,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Mission of Burma,
Electric Prunes,
Tears for Fears,
the Fania All-Stars,
Davy DMX,
Ralphi Rosario,
ABBA,
Chris & Cosey,
Prince Buster,
Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville.
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.