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 Liberia and from Seoul.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tehran.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Metal Thangz to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s 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 Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Fall,
kango's stein massive,
Jeru the Damaja,
Man Eating Sloth,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Theoretical Girls,
Lalo Schifrin,
World's Most,
Morten Harket,
The Fugs,
Peter and Kerry,
Severed Heads,
Piero Umiliani,
Eric Copeland,
Rod Modell,
Wally Richardson,
Faraquet,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Pretty Things,
Metal Thangz,
Agitation Free,
Soft Cell,
Connie Case,
Malaria!,
The Smiths,
Kurtis Blow,
Donny Hathaway,
The Sound,
The Young Rascals,
The Angels of Light,
The Offenders,
The Skatalites,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Zero Boys,
The Mojo Men,
The Cramps,
Swell Maps,
Jawbox,
T.S.O.L.,
David Axelrod,
The Five Americans,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Absolute Body Control,
Lungfish,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kayak,
Scrapy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The American Breed,
R.M.O.,
Adolescents,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ludus,
T. Rex,
Amon Düül II,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sandy B,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Black Sheep,
Colin Newman,
The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement.
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.