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 Taiwan and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Faust to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
In Retrospect,
Marine Girls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Thompson Twins,
Inner City,
Big Daddy Kane,
a-ha,
Heaven 17,
The Human League,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Con Funk Shun,
Deadbeat,
Rod Modell,
Judy Mowatt,
Lindisfarne,
the Slits,
Accadde A,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Cluster,
Country Teasers,
Max Romeo,
Cheater Slicks,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Fall,
Minor Threat,
The Moody Blues,
Groovy Waters,
Eddi Front,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Technova,
Alison Limerick,
Nas,
Radiohead,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ornette Coleman,
The Electric Prunes,
Aaron Thompson,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Moebius,
Matthew Bourne,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Scion,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Second Layer,
The Saints,
Scan 7,
Faust,
Camberwell Now,
Little Man,
The Modern Lovers,
Gang Starr,
Roxette,
Schoolly D,
Dead Boys,
Ultravox,
X-102,
Johnny Clarke,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.