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 Iran and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and New York.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Altered Images to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Black Sheep. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal 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 harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liaisons Dangereuses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Eli Mardock,
Sound Behaviour,
Drexciya,
Aural Exciters,
Niagra,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lou Reed,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bluetip,
Dennis Brown,
David McCallum,
Clear Light,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
KRS-One,
Zapp,
The Raincoats,
Joe Finger,
Camouflage,
New Age Steppers,
Piero Umiliani,
Agent Orange,
Japan,
Pagans,
The Leaves,
Derrick May,
Bang On A Can,
Judy Mowatt,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Con Funk Shun,
Stetsasonic,
Masters at Work,
The Techniques,
The Barracudas,
Basic Channel,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Aaron Thompson,
Freddie Wadling,
Ice-T,
Gregory Isaacs,
Television Personalities,
T. Rex,
Albert Ayler,
Audionom,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Adolescents,
Todd Rundgren,
Ituana,
Reagan Youth,
Minny Pops,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sonic Youth,
The Gladiators,
Charles Mingus,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.