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 Ethiopia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Soul Sonic Force to the crunk 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 Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Royal Trux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a chamberlin and an organ 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 sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
Pere Ubu,
The Blues Magoos,
Spandau Ballet,
Eve St. Jones,
Peter and Kerry,
John Holt,
MC5,
Bobby Sherman,
Eddi Front,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
AZ,
Bluetip,
Television Personalities,
Joyce Sims,
The Martian,
Khruangbin,
Eric B and Rakim,
Joy Division,
Technova,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ludus,
Lalann,
Joe Smooth,
Japan,
Ituana,
Young Marble Giants,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jawbox,
New Order,
Sällskapet,
Godley & Creme,
Index,
Archie Shepp,
The Detroit Cobras,
Erykah Badu,
The Slits,
Brand Nubian,
Kayak,
Eli Mardock,
Alphaville,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Black Sheep,
Todd Terry,
Anthony Braxton,
Pulsallama,
The Wake,
The Dirtbombs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Barracudas,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Danielle Patucci,
Crime,
The American Breed,
Eric Dolphy,
Matthew Halsall,
Jandek,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.