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 Belgium and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the theremin 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 Robert Wyatt to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Tears for Fears. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Move record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Motions,
Dorothy Ashby,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Girls At Our Best!,
Mark Hollis,
The Happenings,
Sun Ra,
ABC,
R.M.O.,
Michelle Simonal,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Crispy Ambulance,
Thompson Twins,
MDC,
The American Breed,
JFA,
Section 25,
Animal Collective,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Grey Daturas,
Franke,
OOIOO,
Barrington Levy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Guru Guru,
New Age Steppers,
Infiniti,
Graham Central Station,
the Normal,
Gong,
Amon Düül,
Eve St. Jones,
Negative Approach,
The Mummies,
The Leaves,
The J.B.'s,
Todd Terry,
Essential Logic,
Steve Hackett,
Roxette,
Matthew Bourne,
Susan Cadogan,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ornette Coleman,
Robert Wyatt,
Mo-Dettes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
the Swans,
The Last Poets,
Skarface,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Scan 7,
CMW,
Tommy Roe,
The Skatalites,
Symarip,
Max Romeo,
Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco.
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.