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 San Marino and from Bologna.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Country Teasers to the jazz 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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythm & Sound,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bluetip,
Pulsallama,
Second Layer,
Flash Fearless,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kevin Saunderson,
Josef K,
Banda Bassotti,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sonic Youth,
Aloha Tigers,
Kas Product,
Siglo XX,
Faraquet,
The Black Dice,
Idris Muhammad,
Visage,
a-ha,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tres Demented,
Television,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Grass Roots,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Deakin,
Harpers Bizarre,
Dave Gahan,
The Dave Clark Five,
New York Dolls,
Jandek,
Unrelated Segments,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Human League,
The Selecter,
Blake Baxter,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Sound,
Eric Copeland,
the Slits,
Lou Reed,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Remains,
Y Pants,
Byron Stingily,
Deadbeat,
Flipper,
The Alarm Clocks,
Popol Vuh,
China Crisis,
Dead Boys,
Lucky Dragons,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Cluster,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Donald Byrd,
Quadrant,
Bauhaus,
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.