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 Fiji and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Technova to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All The Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drive Like Jehu 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
The Music Machine,
Theoretical Girls,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Associates,
The Barracudas,
Michelle Simonal,
Tim Buckley,
Kurtis Blow,
Q and Not U,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Modern Lovers,
Talk Talk,
Banda Bassotti,
Soft Machine,
Bronski Beat,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Brand Nubian,
cv313,
Crime,
Lalann,
Eric B and Rakim,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sun City Girls,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Buckinghams,
Gregory Isaacs,
K-Klass,
Sonic Youth,
DNA,
New York Dolls,
Brothers Johnson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
James White and The Blacks,
Don Cherry,
Shuggie Otis,
Bad Manners,
Radiohead,
AZ,
Crash Course in Science,
Scientists,
Eric Copeland,
Agent Orange,
Nils Olav,
The Star Department,
Dennis Brown,
Cymande,
John Cale,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
DJ Style,
Little Man,
Tubeway Army,
The Monochrome Set,
Sight & Sound,
Jeff Mills,
The Mojo Men,
Slave,
Television Personalities,
Symarip,
Idris Muhammad,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.