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 Guatemala and from Bremen.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the guitar 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 Quantec to the dance 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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All The Cowsills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
Leonard Cohen,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Agitation Free,
Blossom Toes,
Harpers Bizarre,
Dennis Brown,
Mandrill,
The Evens,
Soul II Soul,
Surgeon,
K-Klass,
Marcia Griffiths,
Blancmange,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fat Boys,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Tubeway Army,
Aural Exciters,
Audionom,
Soulsonic Force,
Barry Ungar,
Sexual Harrassment,
Supertramp,
Easy Going,
The Gun Club,
Japan,
The Blues Magoos,
JFA,
The Pop Group,
Con Funk Shun,
Rapeman,
Guru Guru,
Kool Moe Dee,
The New Christs,
Sam Rivers,
Roxy Music,
Alison Limerick,
Magazine,
Gang Starr,
Boogie Down Productions,
Stereo Dub,
The Knickerbockers,
The Offenders,
Alphaville,
Kaleidoscope,
Adolescents,
The Durutti Column,
The Smoke,
Michelle Simonal,
Swans,
Sarah Menescal,
Massinfluence,
The Golliwogs,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Unwound,
The Tremeloes,
Altered Images,
the Swans,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.