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 Samoa and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Slits to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith 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 spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terrestrial Tones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Buzzcocks,
Tim Buckley,
Blake Baxter,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Piero Umiliani,
Eli Mardock,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Theoretical Girls,
Basic Channel,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Terrestrial Tones,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Anthony Braxton,
The Electric Prunes,
Pierre Henry,
The Slackers,
The Fuzztones,
Bill Wells,
The Motions,
Gerry Rafferty,
Marshall Jefferson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Derrick May,
The Young Rascals,
The Martian,
Electric Light Orchestra,
T. Rex,
The Angels of Light,
Hasil Adkins,
Lebanon Hanover,
Schoolly D,
Technova,
Gang Gang Dance,
China Crisis,
Reagan Youth,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ken Boothe,
Lakeside,
The Birthday Party,
Ultra Naté,
Dual Sessions,
The Gladiators,
Gabor Szabo,
Wolf Eyes,
Yusef Lateef,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
cv313,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Grandmaster Flash,
Janne Schatter,
UT,
The Black Dice,
Cal Tjader,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Talk Talk,
Sight & Sound,
Slave,
Circle Jerks,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Das Ding,
Terry Callier,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.