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 Greece and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar 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 F. McDonald to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All Jeru the Damaja tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Joensuu 1685,
Fad Gadget,
Lucky Dragons,
Monolake,
Wally Richardson,
Oblivians,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Barbara Tucker,
The Velvet Underground,
JFA,
Minnie Riperton,
Tears for Fears,
Camouflage,
Warren Ellis,
Glambeats Corp.,
Mr. Review,
Absolute Body Control,
Junior Murvin,
H. Thieme,
Juan Atkins,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Kaleidoscope,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Wings,
Black Pus,
DJ Sneak,
David McCallum,
The Birthday Party,
Mary Jane Girls,
Con Funk Shun,
Soft Cell,
Japan,
Frankie Knuckles,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Barrington Levy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Fall,
The Beau Brummels,
AZ,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Groovy Waters,
Eric Dolphy,
Gang Green,
One Last Wish,
Tubeway Army,
Gichy Dan,
Sun City Girls,
Underground Resistance,
Matthew Bourne,
This Heat,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Fuzztones,
Flash Fearless,
Tommy Roe,
The Knickerbockers,
Audionom,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kevin Saunderson,
Essential Logic,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.