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 Nicaragua and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and New York.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Unrelated Segments to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Albert Ayler,
Youth Brigade,
Tubeway Army,
La Düsseldorf,
Lee Hazlewood,
Erasure,
Blancmange,
New Order,
Young Marble Giants,
Duran Duran,
Lakeside,
Inner City,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Delon & Dalcan,
Organ,
Eve St. Jones,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Eddi Front,
The Litter,
Gerry Rafferty,
Brothers Johnson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scientists,
Colin Newman,
The Neon Judgement,
Easy Going,
Con Funk Shun,
Black Sheep,
Suburban Knight,
The Move,
Marc Almond,
Depeche Mode,
Supertramp,
Bobby Sherman,
Dawn Penn,
Scan 7,
These Immortal Souls,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Juan Atkins,
Vladislav Delay,
L. Decosne,
Zero Boys,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bauhaus,
Amon Düül II,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
June of 44,
Derrick Morgan,
Qualms,
Whodini,
Liliput,
Deepchord,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Angry Samoans,
The Electric Prunes,
Drexciya,
Nas,
The Star Department,
Cymande,
Royal Trux,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Scion, Scion, Scion, Scion.
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.