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 Korea South and from Spokane.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Columbus.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Interpol to the funk 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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All Tres Demented tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agent Orange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Bobby Sherman,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Monolake,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Martian,
the Normal,
Byron Stingily,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Joyce Sims,
Pylon,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Japan,
Warren Ellis,
Robert Hood,
Monks,
Donny Hathaway,
Excepter,
Sound Behaviour,
The Velvet Underground,
Amazonics,
New Order,
Absolute Body Control,
Hasil Adkins,
Lalann,
Rites of Spring,
Throbbing Gristle,
Model 500,
The Selecter,
The Techniques,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Urselle,
Scientists,
Ohio Players,
The New Christs,
Lucky Dragons,
The Kinks,
Talk Talk,
Basic Channel,
The Zeros,
The Smoke,
Lee Hazlewood,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Saccharine Trust,
UT,
Theoretical Girls,
Terry Callier,
The United States of America,
Buzzcocks,
Joe Smooth,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Stetsasonic,
Fugazi,
Neil Young,
E-Dancer,
Soul Sonic Force,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Boredoms,
Eric Dolphy,
Rakim,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.