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 Liechtenstein and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Seoul.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Fear to the punk 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 The Raincoats. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & John Cale 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spandau Ballet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Mars,
Interpol,
ABBA,
the Sonics,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Dead C,
John Lydon,
Yazoo,
AZ,
Excepter,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Velvet Underground,
Rod Modell,
Henry Cow,
Kurtis Blow,
Surgeon,
Gil Scott Heron,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Chrome,
Jawbox,
Amazonics,
Gang Starr,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wasted Youth,
Lakeside,
Cluster,
Crooked Eye,
Kool Moe Dee,
F. McDonald,
Trumans Water,
Ituana,
The Gap Band,
New Order,
The Litter,
Thee Headcoats,
The Modern Lovers,
The Walker Brothers,
John Cale,
The Blackbyrds,
The Durutti Column,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Slackers,
cv313,
Soft Cell,
Frankie Knuckles,
Visage,
Duran Duran,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Cecil Taylor,
The Pretty Things,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lou Christie,
E-Dancer,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Music Machine,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Grass Roots,
The Vogues,
Ralphi Rosario,
Man Eating Sloth,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.