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 Indonesia and from Shanghai.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 oboe 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 Vainqueur to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Slits,
Lalo Schifrin,
Radio Birdman,
Sugar Minott,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Agitation Free,
Roxy Music,
Circle Jerks,
The Victims,
Soft Cell,
The Motions,
Joey Negro,
Audionom,
Juan Atkins,
Fad Gadget,
Jacob Miller,
The Associates,
The Litter,
The Cowsills,
Eric B and Rakim,
Make Up,
John Coltrane,
Japan,
ABBA,
Section 25,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Second Layer,
Bill Wells,
Drexciya,
The Kinks,
Kayak,
U.S. Maple,
Kenny Larkin,
Alphaville,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Skatalites,
Con Funk Shun,
Pylon,
Barclay James Harvest,
John Holt,
Aaron Thompson,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Big Daddy Kane,
Mark Hollis,
In Retrospect,
Kurtis Blow,
the Human League,
The Young Rascals,
Robert Hood,
Camberwell Now,
Peter and Kerry,
Subhumans,
Tommy Roe,
Fatback Band,
Bobby Sherman,
Marmalade,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Birthday Party,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.