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 Kenya and from Delhi.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 arpeggiator 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 Bang On A Can to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Rosa Yemen. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Eddi Front,
The Motions,
Symarip,
Sixth Finger,
Bad Manners,
Subhumans,
Marine Girls,
Spoonie Gee,
Niagra,
Morten Harket,
The Kinks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Average White Band,
The Five Americans,
Pagans,
Basic Channel,
Lee Hazlewood,
Technova,
Porter Ricks,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Toasters,
Soft Cell,
Youth Brigade,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Althea and Donna,
UT,
Zapp,
Girls At Our Best!,
Black Flag,
Eric Dolphy,
Rekid,
The Invisible,
The Doobie Brothers,
Rod Modell,
New Order,
The Last Poets,
The Skatalites,
FM Einheit,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lebanon Hanover,
Eve St. Jones,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Joey Negro,
Stereo Dub,
Accadde A,
The Smiths,
Moby Grape,
Essential Logic,
Scientists,
Jerry's Kids,
Stetsasonic,
Robert Hood,
Deepchord,
Mr. Review,
Buzzcocks,
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.