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 Austria and from Lyon.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Stockholm.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe 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 The Misunderstood to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Glambeats Corp.. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unwound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Zeros,
Kevin Saunderson,
Robert Wyatt,
Hasil Adkins,
Aaron Thompson,
Public Image Ltd.,
Byron Stingily,
Clear Light,
Trumans Water,
Man Eating Sloth,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Pantaleimon,
Todd Rundgren,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Vainqueur,
Gabor Szabo,
Ten City,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Scan 7,
New Age Steppers,
David McCallum,
Sonic Youth,
The Gories,
Albert Ayler,
The Electric Prunes,
Negative Approach,
Sun City Girls,
Nico,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Count Five,
U.S. Maple,
Ituana,
Joe Finger,
Malaria!,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Radio Birdman,
Zapp,
Minny Pops,
Japan,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Happenings,
The Stooges,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
David Axelrod,
Al Stewart,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Raincoats,
Mandrill,
Ultimate Spinach,
Davy DMX,
Tommy Roe,
Rites of Spring,
The Black Dice,
OOIOO,
Soulsonic Force,
a-ha,
The Kinks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Can,
Theoretical Girls,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.