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 Iraq and from Shanghai.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Patti Smith to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Gabor Szabo. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
Althea and Donna,
Robert Görl,
Khruangbin,
Cheater Slicks,
Sonny Sharrock,
Goldenarms,
Warren Ellis,
Bizarre Inc.,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Curtis Mayfield,
the Association,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Smiths,
Jandek,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Gories,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Monochrome Set,
Derrick May,
Visage,
Joe Finger,
Fluxion,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Simply Red,
Fort Wilson Riot,
the Soft Cell,
Wasted Youth,
Tubeway Army,
The Fugs,
Massinfluence,
Crispian St. Peters,
Duran Duran,
Youth Brigade,
Television Personalities,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Mark Hollis,
Piero Umiliani,
The Electric Prunes,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Standells,
Newcleus,
Cybotron,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
New York Dolls,
the Bar-Kays,
Moebius,
New Age Steppers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Alison Limerick,
Kerri Chandler,
Make Up,
ABBA,
Skarface,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sugar Minott,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Beau Brummels,
Marmalade,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Victims,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.