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 Togo and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 MC5 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Names record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
PIL,
John Cale,
Ken Boothe,
Piero Umiliani,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
L. Decosne,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Agitation Free,
Roxette,
Royal Trux,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Soulsonic Force,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Red Krayola,
The Fugs,
Max Romeo,
H. Thieme,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Walker Brothers,
Echospace,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gastr Del Sol,
Inner City,
Soul II Soul,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
La Düsseldorf,
Gang Gang Dance,
Make Up,
R.M.O.,
Eden Ahbez,
Kevin Saunderson,
Funky Four + One,
Joensuu 1685,
Spoonie Gee,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Erasure,
Shuggie Otis,
Bobby Sherman,
Tim Buckley,
Surgeon,
Prince Buster,
Joyce Sims,
Man Eating Sloth,
the Swans,
The Happenings,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Skatalites,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Tropical Tobacco,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Theoretical Girls,
Swell Maps,
Donald Byrd,
Young Marble Giants,
10cc,
Dead Boys,
Jeff Lynne,
The Monochrome Set,
Babytalk,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.