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 Jordan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 Unrelated Segments to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Black Moon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eli Mardock 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Bang On A Can,
Lyres,
The Victims,
Lou Christie,
Ludus,
The Offenders,
Black Bananas,
A Certain Ratio,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rufus Thomas,
Drexciya,
Nirvana,
Qualms,
Bootsy Collins,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Joe Finger,
Iggy Pop,
Barbara Tucker,
Urselle,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
MDC,
The Dirtbombs,
Duran Duran,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The United States of America,
Eli Mardock,
The Smoke,
Aloha Tigers,
Soulsonic Force,
New York Dolls,
X-102,
Brick,
Alison Limerick,
Anthony Braxton,
Dawn Penn,
Peter & Gordon,
Derrick May,
The Busters,
Nick Fraelich,
Yaz,
Maleditus Sound,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Skaos,
Sister Nancy,
Flamin' Groovies,
Goldenarms,
Erasure,
The Black Dice,
DNA,
China Crisis,
Negative Approach,
The Sonics,
Audionom,
Rekid,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Young Rascals,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.