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 Ireland and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Theoretical Girls to the techno 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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All Bad Manners tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby 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?
Jerry Gold Smith,
Chris & Cosey,
Television Personalities,
Jacob Miller,
The Count Five,
June Days,
Godley & Creme,
L. Decosne,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Grandmaster Flash,
Scratch Acid,
Cal Tjader,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gerry Rafferty,
DNA,
The Slackers,
Crooked Eye,
Young Marble Giants,
Peter & Gordon,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bad Manners,
The Dead C,
Newcleus,
Japan,
David Axelrod,
Thompson Twins,
Youth Brigade,
Lalann,
Amon Düül,
Fela Kuti,
Television,
Theoretical Girls,
Brick,
Aloha Tigers,
The Smoke,
The Remains,
The Birthday Party,
Basic Channel,
Tommy Roe,
Pantaleimon,
Alison Limerick,
Pantytec,
The Walker Brothers,
Maleditus Sound,
OOIOO,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Outsiders,
The Gap Band,
Popol Vuh,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Minutemen,
Gang Starr,
Rufus Thomas,
the Normal,
The Victims,
The Beau Brummels,
New Order,
Con Funk Shun,
Gabor Szabo,
Nirvana,
Glenn Branca,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.