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 Comoros and from Madrid.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 güiro 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 Blossom Toes to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Christie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James White and The Blacks,
The Stooges,
Albert Ayler,
Eric Copeland,
The United States of America,
Chris Corsano,
Lebanon Hanover,
Motorama,
Moebius,
Scott Walker,
Alphaville,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Radiohead,
The Red Krayola,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bootsy Collins,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bauhaus,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Con Funk Shun,
Ossler,
Suicide,
Fluxion,
Magma,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Flipper,
Joe Smooth,
Moby Grape,
Japan,
Reuben Wilson,
Gregory Isaacs,
This Heat,
Skriet,
Groovy Waters,
Roxy Music,
Charles Mingus,
Eurythmics,
Lungfish,
London Community Gospel Choir,
kango's stein massive,
Depeche Mode,
MC5,
Wings,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Star Department,
Loose Ends,
The Tremeloes,
Public Enemy,
The Mojo Men,
Deepchord,
Banda Bassotti,
Patti Smith,
The Sound,
Iggy Pop,
Joensuu 1685,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Outsiders,
The Fall,
Dennis Brown,
Lee Hazlewood,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.