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 Maldives and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Milan.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare 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 Gabor Szabo to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Boogie Down Productions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Angry Samoans,
The Velvet Underground,
Chris Corsano,
Lakeside,
Nirvana,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Archie Shepp,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Animal Collective,
Moss Icon,
Von Mondo,
Tears for Fears,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ludus,
Andrew Hill,
Gastr Del Sol,
Oneida,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Cure,
Funkadelic,
Sight & Sound,
The Gun Club,
Laurel Aitken,
Avey Tare,
The Wake,
Leonard Cohen,
Wolf Eyes,
Hasil Adkins,
Newcleus,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Public Enemy,
Cybotron,
The Monochrome Set,
Derrick May,
Surgeon,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Dennis Brown,
The Cramps,
Cymande,
New Order,
Janne Schatter,
Barry Ungar,
The Happenings,
The Neon Judgement,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Zeros,
The Fortunes,
The Skatalites,
Neu!,
Soft Machine,
Tom Boy,
Peter and Kerry,
Crispian St. Peters,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Trojans,
Bill Wells,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.