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 Austria and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the güiro 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Pantytec. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lungfish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Albert Ayler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harpers Bizarre,
Essential Logic,
Kas Product,
The Invisible,
Y Pants,
Nick Fraelich,
Joyce Sims,
The Cure,
Heaven 17,
Marvin Gaye,
Section 25,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Urselle,
Unwound,
Jacob Miller,
Avey Tare,
Sonic Youth,
Janne Schatter,
Oneida,
Eli Mardock,
Brass Construction,
LL Cool J,
Jeff Lynne,
Loose Ends,
Talk Talk,
Cybotron,
AZ,
Dennis Brown,
Blake Baxter,
MC5,
The Monochrome Set,
Popol Vuh,
The Mojo Men,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Chris Corsano,
Masters at Work,
Au Pairs,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Johnny Clarke,
Eden Ahbez,
Average White Band,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
E-Dancer,
Grey Daturas,
Motorama,
Deadbeat,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Isaac Hayes,
The Techniques,
Jimmy McGriff,
Franke,
Eddi Front,
Goldenarms,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Letta Mbulu,
Skaos,
The Count Five,
Infiniti,
Anthony Braxton,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Siglo XX,
Stereo Dub,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.