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 Switzerland and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 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 Nik Kershaw to the dance 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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Royal Trux,
Public Enemy,
Von Mondo,
Suburban Knight,
Model 500,
The Knickerbockers,
Judy Mowatt,
In Retrospect,
Gichy Dan,
Duran Duran,
Henry Cow,
Bill Wells,
Rites of Spring,
Unrelated Segments,
Toni Rubio,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Eurythmics,
Bang On A Can,
Brick,
Deadbeat,
Bill Near,
Max Romeo,
Isaac Hayes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Black Moon,
The Martian,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Motions,
Todd Terry,
Chris Corsano,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Swans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crime,
Easy Going,
Con Funk Shun,
Rapeman,
The Divine Comedy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joy Division,
The Blackbyrds,
Funkadelic,
Khruangbin,
Grauzone,
Glambeats Corp.,
Roxette,
New Age Steppers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Swell Maps,
Yellowson,
Anakelly,
Arab on Radar,
Letta Mbulu,
Eve St. Jones,
the Soft Cell,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Freddie Wadling,
The Fortunes,
Au Pairs,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.