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 Kiribati and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 The Standells to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Young Rascals. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Flag record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
E-Dancer,
The Happenings,
Bauhaus,
Maurizio,
Donald Byrd,
Dennis Brown,
Bang On A Can,
Blancmange,
Neu!,
Intrusion,
Maleditus Sound,
Moebius,
Moby Grape,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
John Holt,
X-101,
Easy Going,
Scott Walker,
Joensuu 1685,
David Axelrod,
Yusef Lateef,
Agitation Free,
Todd Terry,
the Association,
Prince Buster,
The Modern Lovers,
Freddie Wadling,
Joyce Sims,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Delta 5,
Isaac Hayes,
Grauzone,
The Cramps,
Frankie Knuckles,
CMW,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Sonics,
The Stooges,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lalo Schifrin,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sparks,
Nick Fraelich,
Bizarre Inc.,
Glambeats Corp.,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Q and Not U,
Byron Stingily,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Fire Engines,
Barrington Levy,
Skaos,
Negative Approach,
Glenn Branca,
Pulsallama,
Kool Moe Dee,
Roy Ayers,
The Barracudas,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lungfish,
the Fania All-Stars,
New Order, New Order, New Order, New Order.
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.