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 Croatia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 guitar 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 Funkadelic to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alice Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
A Certain Ratio,
Todd Terry,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sister Nancy,
Funky Four + One,
Barrington Levy,
Albert Ayler,
Joe Finger,
Tubeway Army,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Electric Prunes,
Motorama,
The Wake,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Harmonia,
Blancmange,
B.T. Express,
The Fire Engines,
The Trojans,
The Fortunes,
Lightning Bolt,
Rotary Connection,
Jeru the Damaja,
Mars,
Chris & Cosey,
The Raincoats,
Flash Fearless,
Gabor Szabo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Donald Byrd,
Easy Going,
Monks,
Rhythm & Sound,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Anakelly,
The Residents,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Flesh Eaters,
Jandek,
Jacob Miller,
Harpers Bizarre,
Colin Newman,
Pantaleimon,
Moss Icon,
The Black Dice,
Gastr Del Sol,
Yaz,
Chris Corsano,
Can,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Barry Ungar,
Robert Görl,
The Happenings,
Nils Olav,
The Fugs,
Second Layer,
Siglo XX,
Hot Snakes,
The Litter,
Aswad,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.