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 Benin and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Isaac Hayes to the rock 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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Parrish,
Y Pants,
Ultimate Spinach,
Loose Ends,
Urselle,
The Blackbyrds,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Siglo XX,
Sandy B,
R.M.O.,
Amon Düül II,
The Slits,
Babytalk,
Symarip,
Mark Hollis,
Nirvana,
Josef K,
Amazonics,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Mummies,
The Evens,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Busters,
Susan Cadogan,
Wire,
The Dead C,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Blancmange,
Royal Trux,
10cc,
Sonic Youth,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Moody Blues,
The Invisible,
Gabor Szabo,
Rod Modell,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Raincoats,
Section 25,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
La Düsseldorf,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Zero Boys,
Boredoms,
Soul II Soul,
Wings,
Dawn Penn,
The Seeds,
Morten Harket,
Alton Ellis,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Massinfluence,
Ponytail,
Darondo,
the Swans,
Iggy Pop,
Lucky Dragons,
Peter and Kerry,
Q65, Q65, Q65, Q65.
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.