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 Benin and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manila.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the 808 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 Unwound to the grime 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 Jerry Gold Smith. All the underground hits.
All Heavy D & The Boyz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flamin' Groovies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a H. Thieme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Metal Thangz,
Howard Jones,
Rotary Connection,
The Smoke,
Sonny Sharrock,
L. Decosne,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Porter Ricks,
Mark Hollis,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sun Ra,
Lakeside,
Blake Baxter,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jimmy McGriff,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lou Reed,
Nick Fraelich,
Easy Going,
Man Parrish,
Graham Central Station,
Los Fastidios,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Visage,
Scan 7,
PIL,
Marc Almond,
Funky Four + One,
Half Japanese,
Cybotron,
The Dead C,
Public Enemy,
Spoonie Gee,
Ultra Naté,
Oblivians,
Agent Orange,
T.S.O.L.,
Eden Ahbez,
Dead Boys,
Masters at Work,
the Germs,
Henry Cow,
Can,
The Star Department,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Gladiators,
The Barracudas,
AZ,
The Black Dice,
Pagans,
The Selecter,
Hardrive,
Schoolly D,
Fat Boys,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.