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 Comoros and from Stockholm.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Joy Division to the disco 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five. All the underground hits.
All Selector Dub Narcotic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minnie Riperton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
John Foxx,
June Days,
Surgeon,
Eden Ahbez,
Mission of Burma,
The Count Five,
Lakeside,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Patti Smith,
Kayak,
The Techniques,
Moebius,
Fluxion,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
H. Thieme,
Mary Jane Girls,
Young Marble Giants,
Rhythm & Sound,
Skarface,
Vainqueur,
Barrington Levy,
Deakin,
E-Dancer,
Can,
L. Decosne,
Maleditus Sound,
Dead Boys,
the Swans,
The Monks,
the Association,
The Cure,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sarah Menescal,
Lower 48,
Amon Düül,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Piero Umiliani,
The Blues Magoos,
Brass Construction,
Radiopuhelimet,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Aloha Tigers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Juan Atkins,
Aswad,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Quando Quango,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Blossom Toes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Erasure,
Desert Stars,
Deadbeat,
The American Breed,
Darondo,
Easy Going,
Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas.
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.