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 Romania and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Wally Richardson to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All Sly & The Family Stone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glenn Branca,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
John Coltrane,
Ohio Players,
Nils Olav,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Half Japanese,
Minutemen,
Dennis Brown,
Symarip,
Scott Walker,
Massinfluence,
Cal Tjader,
Quando Quango,
Guru Guru,
Malaria!,
Johnny Osbourne,
Scion,
JFA,
Jandek,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Public Enemy,
Lungfish,
Mars,
Brick,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Easy Going,
Dave Gahan,
Dawn Penn,
Lakeside,
The Doors,
The Fall,
Pussy Galore,
Anakelly,
Cymande,
Radio Birdman,
Japan,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Harpers Bizarre,
Flash Fearless,
a-ha,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Absolute Body Control,
Rosa Yemen,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Grauzone,
Juan Atkins,
The Kinks,
Nirvana,
Kurtis Blow,
Derrick Morgan,
Wings,
UT,
Severed Heads,
cv313,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Theoretical Girls,
Alton Ellis,
Gichy Dan,
The Vogues,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.