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 Denmark and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Associates to the funk 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 Ultravox. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gladiators 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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?
Pantytec,
cv313,
Shoche,
Organ,
The Durutti Column,
The Happenings,
Isaac Hayes,
Lakeside,
Hasil Adkins,
The Golliwogs,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Birthday Party,
Adolescents,
Popol Vuh,
Wolf Eyes,
Pet Shop Boys,
Godley & Creme,
Aloha Tigers,
Television Personalities,
Anakelly,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Rufus Thomas,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Monks,
Colin Newman,
Symarip,
Absolute Body Control,
Yazoo,
The Seeds,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Blancmange,
Minor Threat,
Skaos,
Thee Headcoats,
Electric Prunes,
Gang of Four,
Kayak,
Vladislav Delay,
The New Christs,
The Divine Comedy,
The Angels of Light,
The Music Machine,
Letta Mbulu,
Inner City,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Susan Cadogan,
Fugazi,
Johnny Osbourne,
Model 500,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kerri Chandler,
Flipper,
The Associates,
Black Bananas,
Kool Moe Dee,
AZ,
Rites of Spring,
Surgeon,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Alice Coltrane,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.