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 San Marino and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Moss Icon to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Knickerbockers. All the underground hits.
All The Flesh Eaters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warsaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Marshall Jefferson,
Dark Day,
Alton Ellis,
Mark Hollis,
The Names,
Lindisfarne,
Alison Limerick,
Bizarre Inc.,
New Order,
Bluetip,
The Last Poets,
The Angels of Light,
8 Eyed Spy,
Das Ding,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ornette Coleman,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Spoonie Gee,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Walker Brothers,
Stereo Dub,
The Five Americans,
Ossler,
Eric Copeland,
Aural Exciters,
Sarah Menescal,
Nils Olav,
The Techniques,
Gang Gang Dance,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Robert Hood,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Toasters,
Roxette,
Reagan Youth,
Terry Callier,
The Mojo Men,
Bobby Womack,
Slave,
Jacques Brel,
Danielle Patucci,
Masters at Work,
Country Teasers,
Gang Green,
Soulsonic Force,
Pole,
Rapeman,
the Human League,
Crash Course in Science,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Amazonics,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
X-101,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kerri Chandler,
Gichy Dan,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Radiohead,
Outsiders,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Maurizio,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.