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 Italy and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Radiohead to the jazz 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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Prince Buster,
Eurythmics,
Peter & Gordon,
Robert Hood,
Altered Images,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Erasure,
Grandmaster Flash,
Con Funk Shun,
cv313,
Alton Ellis,
Thompson Twins,
Surgeon,
Avey Tare,
Underground Resistance,
The Toasters,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jesper Dahlback,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Todd Terry,
Eli Mardock,
Stiv Bators,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Arcadia,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Victims,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
New Age Steppers,
Procol Harum,
Sandy B,
Fela Kuti,
Roy Ayers,
Minor Threat,
Jandek,
Soulsonic Force,
Ultra Naté,
Brick,
Eddi Front,
Yusef Lateef,
Barbara Tucker,
Ultravox,
Lou Reed,
The Associates,
Marmalade,
The Techniques,
Juan Atkins,
Moebius,
The Stooges,
Banda Bassotti,
Rakim,
Loose Ends,
Patti Smith,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bauhaus,
Mars,
Vainqueur,
Thee Headcoats,
Zero Boys,
Pierre Henry,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Grey Daturas,
Sparks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
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.