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 Denmark and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Eric Dolphy to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Angry Samoans. All the underground hits.
All John Lydon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultramagnetic MC's record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
James White and The Blacks,
Blake Baxter,
The Beau Brummels,
David Bowie,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Interpol,
Beasts of Bourbon,
the Sonics,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Stooges,
Pierre Henry,
Severed Heads,
Ituana,
Japan,
Agent Orange,
The Zeros,
Radiohead,
Dorothy Ashby,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Cowsills,
Bob Dylan,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Wings,
Kaleidoscope,
Fela Kuti,
The Move,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Darondo,
Anthony Braxton,
Ronnie Foster,
Sixth Finger,
The Residents,
Slick Rick,
Jandek,
Technova,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Tom Boy,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sister Nancy,
Scott Walker,
Index,
Roxy Music,
Rufus Thomas,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sound Behaviour,
Jeru the Damaja,
Erykah Badu,
World's Most,
The Mummies,
Peter and Kerry,
Cecil Taylor,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Skaos,
Dave Gahan,
Lower 48,
Drexciya,
Frankie Knuckles,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.