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 Yemen and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Joy Division to the electroclash 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 Sonny Sharrock. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fortunes 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wire,
Black Flag,
Groovy Waters,
Dennis Brown,
Moss Icon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Angels of Light,
Fluxion,
Can,
cv313,
Rhythm & Sound,
Rakim,
X-102,
Juan Atkins,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
John Coltrane,
Magma,
These Immortal Souls,
X-101,
8 Eyed Spy,
Saccharine Trust,
MDC,
The Real Kids,
Barry Ungar,
The Happenings,
KRS-One,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Symarip,
Silicon Teens,
The Misunderstood,
Negative Approach,
Desert Stars,
Hashim,
Franke,
Johnny Clarke,
The Shadows of Knight,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Popol Vuh,
Yusef Lateef,
Sonny Sharrock,
Davy DMX,
Monks,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Smog,
Essential Logic,
David Bowie,
Todd Rundgren,
Bobby Sherman,
Eddi Front,
Ultra Naté,
the Bar-Kays,
Laurel Aitken,
L. Decosne,
Radiopuhelimet,
Alton Ellis,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ornette Coleman,
Ice-T,
Fat Boys,
Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama.
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.