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 Ghana and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Sound to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Johnny Osbourne. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ajijia Myrayebe 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pulsallama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Blake Baxter,
The Modern Lovers,
PIL,
Unrelated Segments,
Kerri Chandler,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Connie Case,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Five Americans,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Second Layer,
Q and Not U,
Mo-Dettes,
Chrome,
The United States of America,
Unwound,
Brass Construction,
Agitation Free,
Lou Christie,
Lyres,
Erasure,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Selecter,
Warren Ellis,
Sister Nancy,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Harpers Bizarre,
Nils Olav,
Magazine,
Gang Starr,
John Lydon,
Dennis Brown,
Basic Channel,
Fugazi,
Boredoms,
Hardrive,
Wasted Youth,
Matthew Halsall,
Easy Going,
Oneida,
Camberwell Now,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
U.S. Maple,
Black Pus,
Arcadia,
Donny Hathaway,
Zero Boys,
Hasil Adkins,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Slits,
Sound Behaviour,
X-102,
Aural Exciters,
Can,
Essential Logic,
Graham Central Station,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Michelle Simonal,
The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks.
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.