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 Iraq and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Byron Stingily to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All The Royal Family And The Poor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angels of Light & Akron/Family record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Names,
Television Personalities,
Excepter,
The Detroit Cobras,
Fatback Band,
Oblivians,
Thompson Twins,
Harpers Bizarre,
Alice Coltrane,
Minny Pops,
Kas Product,
Mark Hollis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Godley & Creme,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
the Germs,
La Düsseldorf,
The Divine Comedy,
Chris Corsano,
Porter Ricks,
Tubeway Army,
Little Man,
Stiv Bators,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Barbara Tucker,
B.T. Express,
The Walker Brothers,
Black Moon,
Drive Like Jehu,
Al Stewart,
Soft Machine,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ultimate Spinach,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ken Boothe,
The Vogues,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Toni Rubio,
The Gap Band,
Henry Cow,
Crispian St. Peters,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Can,
The Beau Brummels,
Cheater Slicks,
Adolescents,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Human League,
Slave,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Parry Music,
New Age Steppers,
Susan Cadogan,
The Victims,
The Gories,
Q65,
Drexciya,
The Index, The Index, The Index, The Index.
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.