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 Uruguay and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin 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 Avey Tare to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glenn Branca record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiohead record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Liliput,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Section 25,
Massinfluence,
Lucky Dragons,
Con Funk Shun,
Minutemen,
Hoover,
The Slits,
Scan 7,
UT,
Warren Ellis,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Flesh Eaters,
Oneida,
Jandek,
Marvin Gaye,
Marshall Jefferson,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Johnny Clarke,
Terrestrial Tones,
Average White Band,
Danielle Patucci,
John Cale,
Little Man,
Brand Nubian,
Quando Quango,
Heaven 17,
Gerry Rafferty,
Freddie Wadling,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sarah Menescal,
The Golliwogs,
Saccharine Trust,
Visage,
Moss Icon,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Swell Maps,
The Kinks,
Crispy Ambulance,
Johnny Osbourne,
Traffic Nightmare,
Minny Pops,
EPMD,
Reagan Youth,
The Toasters,
Aaron Thompson,
The Blues Magoos,
Easy Going,
Amazonics,
Fugazi,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Susan Cadogan,
The Music Machine,
The Fire Engines,
Sugar Minott,
Sun City Girls,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Boz Scaggs,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.