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 Comoros and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 Mexico City and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the marimba 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 Susan Cadogan to the disco 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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Wally Richardson,
Magma,
Half Japanese,
Average White Band,
John Foxx,
Siglo XX,
Lou Christie,
Deadbeat,
Dave Gahan,
The New Christs,
Gang Green,
Mad Mike,
Sonny Sharrock,
Yaz,
Chris Corsano,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
John Holt,
Matthew Halsall,
Deakin,
Shoche,
Kayak,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
EPMD,
Radiohead,
Michelle Simonal,
Banda Bassotti,
Tubeway Army,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sonic Youth,
Josef K,
Warsaw,
The Neon Judgement,
The Golliwogs,
Supertramp,
Harry Pussy,
Inner City,
Thompson Twins,
Avey Tare,
The Skatalites,
Icehouse,
Kerri Chandler,
Todd Rundgren,
Wolf Eyes,
Davy DMX,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
48th St. Collective,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Faust,
Darondo,
ABC,
Eden Ahbez,
The Zeros,
Flamin' Groovies,
Wings,
Tres Demented,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.