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 Japan and from Tokyo.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Beau Brummels to the disco 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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Invisible record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terry Callier,
Audionom,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Banda Bassotti,
The Index,
Rosa Yemen,
Loose Ends,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Urselle,
Au Pairs,
Kaleidoscope,
Alison Limerick,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Severed Heads,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Nirvana,
DJ Style,
Wally Richardson,
Curtis Mayfield,
Icehouse,
Popol Vuh,
Fear,
Intrusion,
The Moody Blues,
Faraquet,
the Swans,
Leonard Cohen,
Dorothy Ashby,
Jandek,
Scion,
Arab on Radar,
cv313,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Nik Kershaw,
The Offenders,
Tears for Fears,
DNA,
Eden Ahbez,
Pet Shop Boys,
Roger Hodgson,
Janne Schatter,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Shuggie Otis,
Wings,
Scott Walker,
Youth Brigade,
Shoche,
The Busters,
Ultimate Spinach,
Royal Trux,
Yusef Lateef,
Reagan Youth,
Glenn Branca,
Franke,
Black Bananas,
Derrick May,
Delta 5,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Black Dice,
Grauzone,
The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible.
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.