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 Fiji and from Portland.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Dawn Penn to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.
All Barbara Tucker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Organ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 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 Searchers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry Gold Smith,
Rhythm & Sound,
Reuben Wilson,
Shuggie Otis,
Bush Tetras,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
John Foxx,
The Tremeloes,
Alphaville,
Wings,
Barclay James Harvest,
David Bowie,
Liliput,
Piero Umiliani,
Kaleidoscope,
The Knickerbockers,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Funkadelic,
Aloha Tigers,
Yazoo,
Soulsonic Force,
Barrington Levy,
10cc,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Black Pus,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Searchers,
The Busters,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Smoke,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Icehouse,
L. Decosne,
X-Ray Spex,
Tres Demented,
Main Source,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gang of Four,
The Raincoats,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Camberwell Now,
Gang Green,
Eve St. Jones,
Patti Smith,
Donald Byrd,
Peter and Kerry,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Juan Atkins,
The Barracudas,
The Angels of Light,
Bill Near,
Nirvana,
The Remains,
The Wake,
The Young Rascals,
Swans,
Oblivians,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Real Kids,
Angry Samoans,
Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum.
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.