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 Sierra Leone and from Houston.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar 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 Skriet to the disco 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 Drive Like Jehu. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moody Blues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rakim,
The Durutti Column,
Surgeon,
Crooked Eye,
The Buckinghams,
Patti Smith,
Tears for Fears,
Pulsallama,
Dual Sessions,
Monks,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Au Pairs,
The Dirtbombs,
Soft Machine,
Royal Trux,
Stiv Bators,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sun Ra,
Essential Logic,
The Stooges,
Mars,
X-101,
Kayak,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Q65,
The Slackers,
Throbbing Gristle,
Flipper,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Donald Byrd,
The Fortunes,
Fear,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Erasure,
The Barracudas,
Black Bananas,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sandy B,
John Cale,
Grey Daturas,
The Real Kids,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Moleskins,
The Dead C,
Visage,
T. Rex,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Cybotron,
Young Marble Giants,
Amazonics,
The New Christs,
Skarface,
cv313,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Associates,
Josef K,
Camberwell Now,
In Retrospect,
Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie.
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.