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 Latvia and from Woodstock.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Dorothy Ashby to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Beasts of Bourbon. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sparks,
Gichy Dan,
Warren Ellis,
Ponytail,
The Smiths,
The Seeds,
Lakeside,
Sister Nancy,
Marine Girls,
The Electric Prunes,
Kenny Larkin,
Matthew Halsall,
Boz Scaggs,
The Toasters,
Gong,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Swans,
Lou Christie,
Lebanon Hanover,
Intrusion,
Arthur Verocai,
AZ,
Ludus,
The Busters,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Royal Trux,
Tears for Fears,
Guru Guru,
Qualms,
Supertramp,
8 Eyed Spy,
Amon Düül II,
Anthony Braxton,
Scratch Acid,
The Sound,
The Vogues,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Second Layer,
The Standells,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Q and Not U,
The Offenders,
Mantronix,
Organ,
Morten Harket,
Thee Headcoats,
Magma,
Bobby Womack,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
World's Most,
Tim Buckley,
Pere Ubu,
H. Thieme,
The Martian,
Flash Fearless,
Patti Smith,
In Retrospect,
Curtis Mayfield,
Arcadia,
Pulsallama,
Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare.
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.