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 Singapore and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the sitar 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 West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
H. Thieme,
Pussy Galore,
The Mummies,
Throbbing Gristle,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ossler,
Albert Ayler,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Aloha Tigers,
Frankie Knuckles,
Animal Collective,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Talk Talk,
The Durutti Column,
Idris Muhammad,
Brass Construction,
Soft Cell,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Infiniti,
Erasure,
Lee Hazlewood,
KRS-One,
Chris Corsano,
UT,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Tomorrow,
The Slackers,
The Victims,
R.M.O.,
Panda Bear,
The Electric Prunes,
The J.B.'s,
The American Breed,
Unwound,
The Leaves,
Franke,
The Invisible,
The Smiths,
Joyce Sims,
Hot Snakes,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Nick Fraelich,
The Moleskins,
Urselle,
Organ,
Moebius,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bauhaus,
Vainqueur,
Godley & Creme,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Monks,
Darondo,
The Dirtbombs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Inner City,
Johnny Clarke,
The Velvet Underground,
The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.
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.