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 Malaysia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Prince Buster to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pole,
Bush Tetras,
Danielle Patucci,
The Golliwogs,
Boogie Down Productions,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sällskapet,
Suicide,
Dual Sessions,
The Blues Magoos,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Idris Muhammad,
Shoche,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Count Five,
Cecil Taylor,
Black Bananas,
Yaz,
KRS-One,
The Victims,
Mark Hollis,
Deakin,
Infiniti,
The Durutti Column,
Steve Hackett,
The Offenders,
Nik Kershaw,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tres Demented,
Silicon Teens,
Q65,
Lalann,
The Doors,
Theoretical Girls,
Terrestrial Tones,
Darondo,
Lucky Dragons,
In Retrospect,
Shuggie Otis,
La Düsseldorf,
Heaven 17,
Ornette Coleman,
John Holt,
Aural Exciters,
New York Dolls,
Underground Resistance,
The Young Rascals,
The Fugs,
ABC,
Quadrant,
Toni Rubio,
Mo-Dettes,
The Dirtbombs,
Eric Copeland,
Stereo Dub,
The Divine Comedy,
Lyres, Lyres, Lyres, Lyres.
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.