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 Suriname and from Manchester.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the snare 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 Sound Behaviour to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ornette Coleman,
Robert Görl,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Oblivians,
Guru Guru,
Cal Tjader,
The Last Poets,
Soul Sonic Force,
OOIOO,
Delta 5,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Idris Muhammad,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
ABBA,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Minny Pops,
Maleditus Sound,
B.T. Express,
John Cale,
Urselle,
Reagan Youth,
E-Dancer,
The Velvet Underground,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gang Green,
Grauzone,
Bluetip,
Rakim,
Althea and Donna,
Reuben Wilson,
F. McDonald,
Brothers Johnson,
Godley & Creme,
Qualms,
The Red Krayola,
Soulsonic Force,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Y Pants,
Wings,
FM Einheit,
Groovy Waters,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Minor Threat,
Kool Moe Dee,
Boogie Down Productions,
Moss Icon,
Amon Düül II,
Livin' Joy,
DJ Sneak,
Zapp,
The Saints,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bauhaus,
U.S. Maple,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Spoonie Gee,
Yazoo,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls.
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.