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 Nigeria and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Quantec to the jazz 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 Unwound. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Wyatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wasted Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
Monks,
Spandau Ballet,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ultimate Spinach,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Barbara Tucker,
Zapp,
T. Rex,
Rapeman,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Wings,
Spoonie Gee,
Derrick Morgan,
The Black Dice,
Slick Rick,
Japan,
Intrusion,
Sixth Finger,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Real Kids,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Schoolly D,
Iggy Pop,
The Misunderstood,
Mr. Review,
Lightning Bolt,
Sight & Sound,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Can,
Brand Nubian,
The Shadows of Knight,
Tim Buckley,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Raincoats,
Sound Behaviour,
David Bowie,
Shoche,
Skaos,
David Axelrod,
Arcadia,
Sex Pistols,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Johnny Clarke,
Agitation Free,
Kurtis Blow,
Toni Rubio,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fat Boys,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
These Immortal Souls,
One Last Wish,
Amon Düül II,
New York Dolls,
Kenny Larkin,
The Fugs,
Pylon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Colin Newman,
Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl.
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.