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 Eritrea and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
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 Groovy Waters to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Residents. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxette record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
Das Ding,
Josef K,
Nik Kershaw,
Skarface,
Saccharine Trust,
Sandy B,
The Smoke,
Hoover,
Loose Ends,
The Doors,
T. Rex,
The Tremeloes,
Derrick May,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Normal,
The J.B.'s,
Radiohead,
Desert Stars,
Lightning Bolt,
New Order,
Nick Fraelich,
Mad Mike,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Althea and Donna,
Q65,
Lindisfarne,
The Divine Comedy,
Unrelated Segments,
Sonic Youth,
Banda Bassotti,
Trumans Water,
The Velvet Underground,
Eric Dolphy,
Ludus,
Gabor Szabo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Liliput,
Cymande,
Jandek,
Radiopuhelimet,
Iggy Pop,
The Modern Lovers,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Nas,
Spoonie Gee,
The Mummies,
Anthony Braxton,
Bronski Beat,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
H. Thieme,
Surgeon,
Kayak,
Yaz,
Popol Vuh,
The Names,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Hardrive,
Traffic Nightmare,
Symarip,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.