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 Albania 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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Don Cherry to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Crash Course in Science tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
the Sonics,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eli Mardock,
Sight & Sound,
Tom Boy,
Negative Approach,
Steve Hackett,
Cameo,
Gastr Del Sol,
Graham Central Station,
Pylon,
Tim Buckley,
Fat Boys,
Drexciya,
The American Breed,
The Blackbyrds,
Delta 5,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Joyce Sims,
Tres Demented,
The Five Americans,
The Dave Clark Five,
T.S.O.L.,
Eddi Front,
Jeff Lynne,
Flash Fearless,
Pierre Henry,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Alarm Clocks,
Maleditus Sound,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
B.T. Express,
the Bar-Kays,
Matthew Bourne,
Carl Craig,
The United States of America,
Amon Düül II,
Bobby Sherman,
June of 44,
Gichy Dan,
the Human League,
Clear Light,
Connie Case,
The Doobie Brothers,
Young Marble Giants,
Joe Finger,
Delon & Dalcan,
Roxette,
Jandek,
Todd Rundgren,
Little Man,
Ludus,
Iggy Pop,
the Soft Cell,
The Velvet Underground,
The Saints,
Soft Machine,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
JFA,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy.
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.