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 Japan and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in 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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Glasgow.
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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Scan 7 to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Red Krayola. All the underground hits.
All Darondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lungfish 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
The Names,
Marvin Gaye,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Stereo Dub,
Chris Corsano,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Cheater Slicks,
Junior Murvin,
Kevin Saunderson,
Massinfluence,
New York Dolls,
UT,
Kurtis Blow,
Chrome,
The Skatalites,
The Count Five,
Erasure,
Grey Daturas,
Cal Tjader,
World's Most,
Al Stewart,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Star Department,
Can,
a-ha,
Sex Pistols,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Juan Atkins,
Isaac Hayes,
Arthur Verocai,
Black Flag,
Slick Rick,
Echospace,
Public Image Ltd.,
Scott Walker,
JFA,
China Crisis,
Zero Boys,
Peter and Kerry,
Joey Negro,
Letta Mbulu,
D'Angelo,
Niagra,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Techniques,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
KRS-One,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Susan Cadogan,
Marine Girls,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Arcadia,
Supertramp,
Monks,
The Dead C,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Thee Headcoats,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Radiopuhelimet,
Judy Mowatt,
David Axelrod,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.