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 Lebanon and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 John Foxx to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Birthday Party. All the underground hits.
All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Buzzcocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Eric Copeland,
Chris Corsano,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Amon Düül,
Skaos,
Crooked Eye,
Camberwell Now,
Lalann,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Model 500,
kango's stein massive,
Roxette,
Barrington Levy,
Yellowson,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pagans,
The Martian,
Oblivians,
Dorothy Ashby,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lucky Dragons,
Ludus,
Quando Quango,
Moss Icon,
Gang Starr,
ABBA,
Donny Hathaway,
Patti Smith,
Erykah Badu,
Shoche,
The Alarm Clocks,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Walker Brothers,
Rufus Thomas,
Don Cherry,
Subhumans,
Unrelated Segments,
FM Einheit,
Cluster,
Bootsy Collins,
Swell Maps,
Scott Walker,
Popol Vuh,
The Mummies,
The Gladiators,
Josef K,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Cymande,
Deakin,
DNA,
John Cale,
Grauzone,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kas Product,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lakeside,
Albert Ayler,
The Techniques,
Sparks,
Negative Approach,
Scratch Acid,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.