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 Guyana and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Section 25 to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Green,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Subhumans,
Derrick Morgan,
Young Marble Giants,
Joy Division,
the Swans,
Infiniti,
DJ Sneak,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Hasil Adkins,
Neil Young,
Tomorrow,
Tubeway Army,
Quantec,
The Buckinghams,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
the Sonics,
John Foxx,
Pere Ubu,
L. Decosne,
The Dead C,
Freddie Wadling,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Neu!,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pharoah Sanders,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dual Sessions,
Johnny Clarke,
Sun City Girls,
The Modern Lovers,
Lower 48,
Audionom,
Mars,
Smog,
The Motions,
Minor Threat,
Joyce Sims,
Sister Nancy,
Alphaville,
MDC,
Wally Richardson,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
John Lydon,
The Index,
Slave,
Monolake,
Connie Case,
Malaria!,
Pantytec,
Man Parrish,
The Slits,
Zero Boys,
Metal Thangz,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Unwound,
Letta Mbulu,
The Barracudas,
World's Most,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.