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 Qatar and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Warsaw to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bang on a Can All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terry Callier,
Matthew Bourne,
The Barracudas,
Accadde A,
Arthur Verocai,
Adolescents,
Quando Quango,
Vainqueur,
The Red Krayola,
The Kinks,
Popol Vuh,
Jerry's Kids,
The Gun Club,
Los Fastidios,
Reuben Wilson,
The Young Rascals,
Toni Rubio,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Technova,
Lou Reed,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pere Ubu,
Warsaw,
Interpol,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Victims,
Pylon,
Scion,
Basic Channel,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bang On A Can,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bobby Womack,
The Techniques,
Mark Hollis,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Clear Light,
The Offenders,
Audionom,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Procol Harum,
Stiv Bators,
Slave,
Tears for Fears,
The Martian,
Youth Brigade,
Au Pairs,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Cal Tjader,
Reagan Youth,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Fugs,
This Heat,
Fear,
T. Rex,
Ornette Coleman,
Donny Hathaway,
Ultra Naté,
Bad Manners,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Circle Jerks,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.