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 Jamaica and from Madrid.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Sao Paulo.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 JFA to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crime 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blackbyrds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Cluster,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sarah Menescal,
Kaleidoscope,
Stiv Bators,
10cc,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Johnny Osbourne,
Silicon Teens,
Marine Girls,
Gabor Szabo,
Fear,
Second Layer,
Q and Not U,
John Coltrane,
ABBA,
Hasil Adkins,
The Vogues,
Mantronix,
Stetsasonic,
Rod Modell,
Pulsallama,
The Fortunes,
The Sonics,
Sun City Girls,
Model 500,
The Associates,
X-101,
In Retrospect,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Con Funk Shun,
Mars,
CMW,
Bill Near,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
David McCallum,
Ossler,
The Remains,
Chris Corsano,
Tres Demented,
Nirvana,
Drexciya,
Kenny Larkin,
Glenn Branca,
Moss Icon,
Flamin' Groovies,
Avey Tare,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Subhumans,
Minutemen,
Severed Heads,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Toasters,
DJ Style,
The Five Americans,
This Heat,
Thee Headcoats,
The Doors,
JFA,
Skaos,
EPMD,
a-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha.
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.