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 Guyana and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Robert Wyatt to the dance 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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Slits,
Jimmy McGriff,
Davy DMX,
ABC,
Crispian St. Peters,
Dawn Penn,
Warsaw,
T.S.O.L.,
Minnie Riperton,
The Pretty Things,
The Dead C,
David Axelrod,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Gladiators,
Bill Near,
Toni Rubio,
Slave,
The Evens,
Alton Ellis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nirvana,
Cluster,
8 Eyed Spy,
Derrick Morgan,
The Zeros,
Simply Red,
Judy Mowatt,
Goldenarms,
Reagan Youth,
Neu!,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bobby Byrd,
Bang On A Can,
Bauhaus,
The Smiths,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Fuzztones,
Liliput,
Supertramp,
The Invisible,
Skriet,
Shoche,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Khruangbin,
The Leaves,
Gichy Dan,
MDC,
Alison Limerick,
Altered Images,
Fear,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Curtis Mayfield,
Suburban Knight,
Aaron Thompson,
Dennis Brown,
Big Daddy Kane,
Half Japanese,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bush Tetras,
Negative Approach,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.