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 El Salvador and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the snare 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 Albert Ayler to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radio Birdman,
Television Personalities,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Johnny Clarke,
Hardrive,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Little Man,
Ronan,
Index,
Susan Cadogan,
The Black Dice,
Quando Quango,
James Chance & The Contortions,
L. Decosne,
Sight & Sound,
Archie Shepp,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Motorama,
The Remains,
Hoover,
Dave Gahan,
Warren Ellis,
Rhythm & Sound,
48th St. Collective,
Maurizio,
The Dead C,
Jandek,
Adolescents,
The Doobie Brothers,
DNA,
UT,
Jeff Mills,
Minnie Riperton,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Pop Group,
R.M.O.,
Fugazi,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Erasure,
Bill Wells,
Cheater Slicks,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Technova,
Wally Richardson,
Jacob Miller,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Aswad,
Byron Stingily,
Intrusion,
Franke,
The Music Machine,
Pharoah Sanders,
Quantec,
Panda Bear,
World's Most,
Alison Limerick,
Oblivians,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.