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 Andorra and from Houston.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lyon.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Negative Approach to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
Lebanon Hanover,
Smog,
Alphaville,
Arcadia,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Urselle,
The Modern Lovers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jacques Brel,
Little Man,
Bluetip,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Girls At Our Best!,
Young Marble Giants,
Kool Moe Dee,
Zapp,
Scott Walker,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Mission of Burma,
The Golliwogs,
Soul II Soul,
Barrington Levy,
Ultravox,
The Flesh Eaters,
Throbbing Gristle,
Radiopuhelimet,
Depeche Mode,
Terry Callier,
The Fire Engines,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
KRS-One,
Gang Gang Dance,
Monks,
Theoretical Girls,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rosa Yemen,
Negative Approach,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pet Shop Boys,
New York Dolls,
The Fugs,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Vogues,
Babytalk,
Fugazi,
Hot Snakes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gang Green,
David Axelrod,
Eddi Front,
Brass Construction,
New Age Steppers,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sonic Youth,
Boredoms,
Kas Product,
Schoolly D,
Dark Day,
Pere Ubu,
Lalann,
Soul Sonic Force,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.