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 Mauritania and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 harpsichord 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 Jandek to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.
All The Moody Blues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sam Rivers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Gun Club,
Michelle Simonal,
The Litter,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Amazonics,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rekid,
Au Pairs,
Agent Orange,
cv313,
Johnny Osbourne,
Unrelated Segments,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Andrew Hill,
The Searchers,
Warsaw,
Bobby Womack,
Sparks,
Robert Görl,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Stooges,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pulsallama,
Steve Hackett,
Monks,
The Mummies,
Eric B and Rakim,
Janne Schatter,
Kas Product,
Minnie Riperton,
John Holt,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Oblivians,
Blancmange,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Aloha Tigers,
Oneida,
Maurizio,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scion,
The Fugs,
Rod Modell,
Arab on Radar,
Sonic Youth,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Funkadelic,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Outsiders,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
the Soft Cell,
Blake Baxter,
Graham Central Station,
Stereo Dub,
The Associates,
Ornette Coleman,
Man Eating Sloth,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.