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 Colombia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Delhi.
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 theremin 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 Godley & Creme to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Smiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Darondo,
Derrick Morgan,
Yazoo,
Circle Jerks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Quantec,
Cluster,
The Standells,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Saints,
Nico,
Von Mondo,
Bob Dylan,
Simply Red,
Rhythm & Sound,
Au Pairs,
The Index,
Davy DMX,
The Walker Brothers,
The Associates,
The Slackers,
Lucky Dragons,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sun Ra,
Todd Terry,
The Fall,
Lungfish,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Television Personalities,
Hasil Adkins,
Avey Tare,
Rapeman,
Outsiders,
Lee Hazlewood,
Underground Resistance,
kango's stein massive,
Gang Starr,
T. Rex,
Alice Coltrane,
The Detroit Cobras,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Malaria!,
Danielle Patucci,
World's Most,
Scan 7,
Glambeats Corp.,
cv313,
F. McDonald,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scientists,
Chrome,
E-Dancer,
The Durutti Column,
The Motions,
Donny Hathaway,
The Golliwogs,
Mary Jane Girls,
Eden Ahbez,
Severed Heads,
the Swans,
Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth.
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.