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 Kuwait and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 chamberlin 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 Jeff Mills 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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Judy Mowatt,
Joey Negro,
The Monks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fugazi,
Althea and Donna,
Leonard Cohen,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gong,
Eddi Front,
Model 500,
The Cramps,
Bob Dylan,
Public Image Ltd.,
Amon Düül II,
Bobby Womack,
The Toasters,
Moby Grape,
B.T. Express,
Brothers Johnson,
Robert Wyatt,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Blossom Toes,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jeru the Damaja,
Japan,
Agent Orange,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
John Holt,
Matthew Bourne,
Patti Smith,
The Vogues,
John Cale,
Eurythmics,
The American Breed,
Gerry Rafferty,
Loose Ends,
The Trojans,
Isaac Hayes,
Television Personalities,
Arthur Verocai,
The Motions,
The Barracudas,
Dark Day,
Erasure,
David Axelrod,
Absolute Body Control,
The Litter,
the Human League,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Davy DMX,
Matthew Halsall,
The Neon Judgement,
Swell Maps,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Black Flag,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kas Product,
Crispy Ambulance,
Ultra Naté,
Oneida,
The Happenings,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.