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 Tanzania and from Seoul.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Depeche Mode to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Gang of Four tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord 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 arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
Underground Resistance,
LL Cool J,
KRS-One,
MC5,
Sixth Finger,
Los Fastidios,
UT,
The Stooges,
Pantaleimon,
The Walker Brothers,
John Coltrane,
Dark Day,
Black Sheep,
Wasted Youth,
Dawn Penn,
Tommy Roe,
Cecil Taylor,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Moleskins,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Glenn Branca,
Radio Birdman,
Janne Schatter,
Yazoo,
Peter and Kerry,
X-Ray Spex,
Ken Boothe,
Robert Hood,
Bang On A Can,
Khruangbin,
ABC,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Easy Going,
The Selecter,
Pylon,
Lindisfarne,
Aloha Tigers,
a-ha,
Marine Girls,
Man Parrish,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Grass Roots,
JFA,
David McCallum,
CMW,
Faust,
Quadrant,
Negative Approach,
Basic Channel,
Chris Corsano,
Jandek,
Spoonie Gee,
Make Up,
Japan,
Mantronix,
Masters at Work,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Matthew Halsall,
Deakin,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.