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 Singapore and from Philadelphia.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare 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 Fugazi to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Human League. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minnie Riperton record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nico,
Ohio Players,
Bauhaus,
Jacob Miller,
Steve Hackett,
Mark Hollis,
Funky Four + One,
Tomorrow,
Agent Orange,
Ronnie Foster,
The Mojo Men,
Fat Boys,
Yusef Lateef,
The Monks,
Sun Ra,
The J.B.'s,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Blackbyrds,
Ken Boothe,
Terry Callier,
Buzzcocks,
Bobby Sherman,
Kenny Larkin,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Liliput,
Archie Shepp,
Faust,
John Lydon,
Japan,
Cluster,
Pantytec,
Mr. Review,
The Gladiators,
The Remains,
Barclay James Harvest,
cv313,
The Fortunes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Massinfluence,
The Seeds,
Byron Stingily,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Arthur Verocai,
Joy Division,
Blancmange,
Davy DMX,
Lungfish,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Alton Ellis,
Roxy Music,
Crime,
Shoche,
Scion,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Nirvana,
Cecil Taylor,
Kurtis Blow,
The Standells,
Girls At Our Best!,
the Germs,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.