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 Jordan and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 linndrum 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 Grauzone to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Parry Music. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Anakelly,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Modern Lovers,
The Moleskins,
Leonard Cohen,
The Names,
The Buckinghams,
Joey Negro,
Inner City,
Radio Birdman,
Crooked Eye,
Public Enemy,
Harpers Bizarre,
Scion,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Excepter,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Bill Near,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
These Immortal Souls,
Monolake,
Loose Ends,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Nils Olav,
Maleditus Sound,
Soulsonic Force,
Ossler,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The New Christs,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lakeside,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Janne Schatter,
Lebanon Hanover,
Josef K,
Schoolly D,
Crime,
Albert Ayler,
Jeff Mills,
Yusef Lateef,
Drive Like Jehu,
Nick Fraelich,
Nik Kershaw,
X-101,
The Beau Brummels,
The Kinks,
L. Decosne,
Ludus,
Alton Ellis,
Model 500,
Fad Gadget,
U.S. Maple,
Organ,
the Soft Cell,
Nirvana,
Camberwell Now,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.