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 Nigeria and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Fugazi to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Fraelich record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Invisible record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Organ,
Kevin Saunderson,
Section 25,
Eric Copeland,
Mission of Burma,
The Remains,
Fat Boys,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Brass Construction,
D'Angelo,
Surgeon,
Interpol,
Niagra,
Connie Case,
The Residents,
Pylon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Newcleus,
Wings,
The Wake,
ABBA,
Massinfluence,
X-102,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Vogues,
Drive Like Jehu,
Crime,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Clear Light,
The Last Poets,
Swans,
Piero Umiliani,
Trumans Water,
L. Decosne,
Sonic Youth,
The Walker Brothers,
Outsiders,
The Fugs,
Scan 7,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Tomorrow,
The Selecter,
Lyres,
These Immortal Souls,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Leonard Cohen,
Monks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
A Certain Ratio,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Prince Buster,
The Fire Engines,
The Pretty Things,
The New Christs,
Q and Not U,
Anakelly,
Kenny Larkin,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.