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 New Zealand and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Hong Kong.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the rap 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 Motorama. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a OOIOO record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
June of 44,
The Misunderstood,
Alton Ellis,
Tears for Fears,
The Trojans,
Freddie Wadling,
Livin' Joy,
Circle Jerks,
Davy DMX,
Ronan,
The Beau Brummels,
Gang Green,
Ohio Players,
Kaleidoscope,
Supertramp,
Quadrant,
Little Man,
Porter Ricks,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Mummies,
The Velvet Underground,
John Holt,
Mo-Dettes,
Steve Hackett,
Sister Nancy,
The Cure,
Swans,
Anthony Braxton,
the Swans,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
T.S.O.L.,
Con Funk Shun,
Archie Shepp,
Cluster,
Donald Byrd,
The Fire Engines,
Echospace,
Neil Young,
Sugar Minott,
Dual Sessions,
Roxy Music,
Au Pairs,
Sandy B,
The Music Machine,
Arab on Radar,
Traffic Nightmare,
Young Marble Giants,
Derrick May,
Piero Umiliani,
Stiv Bators,
Pulsallama,
Marvin Gaye,
David Bowie,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Knickerbockers,
Soul Sonic Force,
Drive Like Jehu,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Suburban Knight,
the Slits,
Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman.
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.