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 Belize and from Glasgow.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Lonnie Liston Smith to the rock 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 The Sound. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Barry Ungar,
Kerrie Biddell,
Popol Vuh,
Magazine,
Vainqueur,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
One Last Wish,
Kayak,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Stooges,
The Moleskins,
Hot Snakes,
Lyres,
Cymande,
MDC,
Monolake,
Soul II Soul,
Trumans Water,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Prince Buster,
New Age Steppers,
Warsaw,
Scrapy,
Dawn Penn,
Echospace,
Talk Talk,
Kenny Larkin,
Nils Olav,
Sparks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scott Walker,
Henry Cow,
The Blues Magoos,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Audionom,
Connie Case,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Pussy Galore,
Average White Band,
LL Cool J,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Main Source,
The Pretty Things,
The Raincoats,
The Sonics,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bob Dylan,
Mark Hollis,
Mantronix,
Supertramp,
Jacob Miller,
Circle Jerks,
Warren Ellis,
Sonny Sharrock,
E-Dancer,
Chris & Cosey,
the Sonics,
Idris Muhammad,
The Dirtbombs,
Terrestrial Tones,
Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson.
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.