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 Korea South and from Spokane.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the organ 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 Arcadia to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rapeman,
Sun Ra,
EPMD,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Subhumans,
Sound Behaviour,
10cc,
The Sound,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
James White and The Blacks,
The United States of America,
David McCallum,
Make Up,
Cameo,
Ice-T,
Livin' Joy,
Quantec,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Walker Brothers,
Flipper,
Ornette Coleman,
Brick,
Inner City,
Moss Icon,
John Cale,
FM Einheit,
Tim Buckley,
Byron Stingily,
Gerry Rafferty,
cv313,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Reuben Wilson,
Crispian St. Peters,
Matthew Bourne,
Little Man,
Dead Boys,
The Birthday Party,
Yusef Lateef,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Motions,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
JFA,
Robert Hood,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Boredoms,
Mandrill,
Radiohead,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Crash Course in Science,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Maleditus Sound,
Michelle Simonal,
Danielle Patucci,
Toni Rubio,
Sister Nancy,
Groovy Waters,
Stereo Dub,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.