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 Greece and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Y Pants to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All De La Soul & Jungle Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barry Ungar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Skriet,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Terry Callier,
The Velvet Underground,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bobby Sherman,
Q and Not U,
Fear,
Electric Prunes,
Dual Sessions,
Ituana,
cv313,
Freddie Wadling,
ABC,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dennis Brown,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Nico,
Faust,
Moebius,
Sun City Girls,
Heaven 17,
Barbara Tucker,
Goldenarms,
Marvin Gaye,
Spoonie Gee,
Sound Behaviour,
DNA,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Buckinghams,
MC5,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Erasure,
Man Eating Sloth,
Black Flag,
Colin Newman,
Mandrill,
Dave Gahan,
Underground Resistance,
Maleditus Sound,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Joey Negro,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Hardrive,
Ponytail,
The Alarm Clocks,
Gang Green,
Barry Ungar,
The Doobie Brothers,
Eric Dolphy,
Chris Corsano,
Guru Guru,
Kerri Chandler,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
New York Dolls,
Brand Nubian,
Japan,
Excepter,
Masters at Work,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.