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 Senegal and from Manchester.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Section 25 to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The New Christs. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Animal Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare 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?
kango's stein massive,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Spoonie Gee,
Brand Nubian,
The Vogues,
Lyres,
Sparks,
Jimmy McGriff,
Nirvana,
Black Bananas,
Scion,
Schoolly D,
Albert Ayler,
The Residents,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Dirtbombs,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Fall,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rites of Spring,
Michelle Simonal,
The Seeds,
The Electric Prunes,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Fugs,
Althea and Donna,
Flash Fearless,
Lightning Bolt,
Drexciya,
Oblivians,
Gichy Dan,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Dark Day,
Fear,
B.T. Express,
Judy Mowatt,
The Raincoats,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Sonics,
Josef K,
The Buckinghams,
Steve Hackett,
Little Man,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
John Holt,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Knickerbockers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Alison Limerick,
The Mummies,
DJ Style,
Soul II Soul,
Sister Nancy,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Blues Magoos,
PIL,
Hardrive,
The Gun Club,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.