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 Sweden and from Houston.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Beijing.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Star Department to the rap 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 Rufus Thomas. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sly & The Family Stone,
CMW,
The Buckinghams,
Pere Ubu,
Joe Smooth,
F. McDonald,
Flash Fearless,
Harry Pussy,
Roxette,
Quadrant,
Sarah Menescal,
Nik Kershaw,
Reuben Wilson,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Shuggie Otis,
U.S. Maple,
the Sonics,
Kas Product,
Leonard Cohen,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Wire,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Grandmaster Flash,
EPMD,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
DNA,
Barry Ungar,
The Zeros,
Gregory Isaacs,
Todd Rundgren,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Quando Quango,
Roxy Music,
Black Flag,
D'Angelo,
The Martian,
Agitation Free,
Bluetip,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jeff Mills,
Suicide,
Absolute Body Control,
Popol Vuh,
The Techniques,
Arab on Radar,
The Monks,
Ultravox,
a-ha,
Pantytec,
The Victims,
PIL,
Simply Red,
Jeru the Damaja,
Barrington Levy,
The Sonics,
Albert Ayler,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.