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 Switzerland and from Stockholm.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 La Düsseldorf to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nation of Ulysses,
Terry Callier,
The Real Kids,
Fat Boys,
JFA,
Arthur Verocai,
Boogie Down Productions,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Angels of Light,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Aaron Thompson,
Be Bop Deluxe,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Nico,
Gang Green,
Agitation Free,
Sight & Sound,
Circle Jerks,
Lower 48,
Hasil Adkins,
The Moleskins,
Anthony Braxton,
Mary Jane Girls,
Laurel Aitken,
Panda Bear,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Underground Resistance,
Chris Corsano,
Joyce Sims,
Infiniti,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gang Gang Dance,
Faust,
Blake Baxter,
David Axelrod,
Albert Ayler,
Fatback Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Spoonie Gee,
Shoche,
Wings,
David Bowie,
Visage,
These Immortal Souls,
Pharoah Sanders,
Faraquet,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Oblivians,
Jawbox,
Altered Images,
Moss Icon,
Davy DMX,
Camberwell Now,
Barry Ungar,
Matthew Halsall,
Peter & Gordon,
EPMD,
Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran.
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.