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 Algeria and from Salvador.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Searchers to the techno 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 The Wake. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slick Rick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
Hashim,
Sight & Sound,
cv313,
Delon & Dalcan,
Girls At Our Best!,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Half Japanese,
Grey Daturas,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Funkadelic,
Derrick May,
China Crisis,
Lyres,
Brass Construction,
Junior Murvin,
Deepchord,
The Star Department,
Au Pairs,
Nik Kershaw,
The Knickerbockers,
Ohio Players,
R.M.O.,
Pantytec,
The Detroit Cobras,
Mission of Burma,
Nation of Ulysses,
Radiohead,
Scan 7,
Kurtis Blow,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Adolescents,
JFA,
Fatback Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Quadrant,
Pussy Galore,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Chrome,
Neu!,
Lou Christie,
Tres Demented,
Joe Finger,
Buzzcocks,
Von Mondo,
Supertramp,
The Invisible,
The Seeds,
Inner City,
Roxette,
Jimmy McGriff,
Eurythmics,
Q65,
The Neon Judgement,
The Blues Magoos,
The United States of America,
Donny Hathaway,
The Litter,
Public Image Ltd.,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Blossom Toes,
Pole, Pole, Pole, Pole.
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.