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 Mozambique and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Little Man to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sly & The Family Stone. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Fania All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Ornette Coleman,
a-ha,
The Cure,
Bill Wells,
Grandmaster Flash,
Q and Not U,
Lucky Dragons,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Star Department,
The Evens,
The Doors,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Barry Ungar,
Maleditus Sound,
Max Romeo,
Shoche,
Howard Jones,
DJ Style,
Freddie Wadling,
Archie Shepp,
Black Flag,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Blues Magoos,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Dead C,
Yaz,
FM Einheit,
The Pop Group,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Matthew Bourne,
The Neon Judgement,
Piero Umiliani,
Scion,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Searchers,
Susan Cadogan,
Can,
Eden Ahbez,
Monolake,
Toni Rubio,
Roy Ayers,
Swans,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Scan 7,
Godley & Creme,
Intrusion,
Mo-Dettes,
Don Cherry,
Panda Bear,
Faust,
The Golliwogs,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Birthday Party,
Dual Sessions,
Danielle Patucci,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Divine Comedy,
Sister Nancy,
Alton Ellis,
The Red Krayola,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.