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 Kenya and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Cybotron to the grime 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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sisters of Mercy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Monolake,
Sun City Girls,
Joey Negro,
The Fuzztones,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Wally Richardson,
JFA,
Hoover,
Mission of Burma,
Dawn Penn,
Shuggie Otis,
Ohio Players,
The Dirtbombs,
the Normal,
Infiniti,
Jandek,
Mr. Review,
Procol Harum,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Nick Fraelich,
Eric B and Rakim,
Camberwell Now,
Pierre Henry,
Roxy Music,
Half Japanese,
James Chance & The Contortions,
the Swans,
Animal Collective,
Anakelly,
The Divine Comedy,
Lakeside,
Lower 48,
Radiohead,
Ken Boothe,
Gastr Del Sol,
Hashim,
The Gun Club,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Connie Case,
Maleditus Sound,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Jimmy McGriff,
Suburban Knight,
Cymande,
Yusef Lateef,
Sexual Harrassment,
Youth Brigade,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
the Bar-Kays,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gregory Isaacs,
Circle Jerks,
LL Cool J,
Underground Resistance,
Reuben Wilson,
Colin Newman,
The Saints, The Saints, The Saints, The Saints.
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.