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 Kosovo and from Cairo.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the güiro 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 Avey Tare to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rod Modell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Prince Buster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
Mark Hollis,
The Buckinghams,
Ituana,
The Mojo Men,
The Blackbyrds,
Motorama,
Young Marble Giants,
U.S. Maple,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Eric B and Rakim,
X-101,
Rotary Connection,
Hasil Adkins,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Q65,
Depeche Mode,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Swell Maps,
Pantytec,
The Angels of Light,
Black Sheep,
The Cowsills,
Lucky Dragons,
PIL,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
H. Thieme,
Isaac Hayes,
Arcadia,
The Star Department,
Wings,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
the Sonics,
Stetsasonic,
Maleditus Sound,
Mars,
Slave,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Kevin Saunderson,
Aaron Thompson,
John Coltrane,
Anthony Braxton,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Roger Hodgson,
Icehouse,
LL Cool J,
The Barracudas,
Agent Orange,
Y Pants,
Clear Light,
X-102,
The American Breed,
New Age Steppers,
The Standells,
Roy Ayers,
The Red Krayola,
Average White Band,
Zero Boys,
Sarah Menescal,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity.
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.