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 Latvia and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Scientists to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Index,
Barbara Tucker,
Ohio Players,
Suburban Knight,
New York Dolls,
the Normal,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Banda Bassotti,
Mr. Review,
Patti Smith,
The Blues Magoos,
Mark Hollis,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Knickerbockers,
Tears for Fears,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Michelle Simonal,
The Cowsills,
The Trojans,
Supertramp,
Vainqueur,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Neon Judgement,
Newcleus,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Minutemen,
Be Bop Deluxe,
E-Dancer,
Aswad,
Das Ding,
Duran Duran,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Misunderstood,
Suicide,
Tubeway Army,
Lou Christie,
Rufus Thomas,
The Fugs,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ten City,
Marvin Gaye,
Second Layer,
Nick Fraelich,
Barry Ungar,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kerri Chandler,
John Foxx,
Bootsy Collins,
Peter & Gordon,
Iggy Pop,
The Standells,
Barrington Levy,
Vladislav Delay,
These Immortal Souls,
Girls At Our Best!,
Trumans Water,
Spoonie Gee,
Electric Prunes,
Curtis Mayfield,
Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville.
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.