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 Grenada and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Winnipeg.
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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Remains to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 These Immortal Souls. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marcia Griffiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Offenders,
Newcleus,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Soul II Soul,
Colin Newman,
Gil Scott Heron,
Model 500,
Ludus,
The Walker Brothers,
A Certain Ratio,
Glenn Branca,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bad Manners,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
ABBA,
The Cure,
Quantec,
PIL,
Andrew Hill,
The Real Kids,
Deepchord,
The Zeros,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Crime,
Ossler,
Mantronix,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gastr Del Sol,
Heaven 17,
Soulsonic Force,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Maleditus Sound,
Negative Approach,
Eddi Front,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ornette Coleman,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Yellowson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
the Germs,
Anthony Braxton,
Yazoo,
Lyres,
Circle Jerks,
Skarface,
The Motions,
The Last Poets,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Animal Collective,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Eurythmics,
Chris Corsano,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Dave Gahan,
Ralphi Rosario,
JFA,
These Immortal Souls,
The Divine Comedy,
Grauzone,
Scan 7,
The Slits,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.