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 Paraguay and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the mellotron 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 The Toasters to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cecil Taylor record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bush Tetras,
Cybotron,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Jeff Mills,
Ice-T,
The Fortunes,
World's Most,
The Dirtbombs,
OOIOO,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Jeff Lynne,
Basic Channel,
B.T. Express,
Erasure,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gabor Szabo,
Babytalk,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Man Parrish,
The Litter,
Royal Trux,
Swans,
Anakelly,
JFA,
Marvin Gaye,
Barrington Levy,
Animal Collective,
Nirvana,
Excepter,
Hoover,
Severed Heads,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
John Cale,
Amon Düül II,
Malaria!,
Pole,
Pere Ubu,
Delta 5,
the Association,
Wings,
The Smoke,
David Axelrod,
Bobby Hutcherson,
kango's stein massive,
Derrick Morgan,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Heaven 17,
Kas Product,
Deepchord,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Chrome,
Outsiders,
ABBA,
The Move,
Oneida,
Fluxion,
The Cowsills,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.