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 Lyon.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Human League to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Andrew Hill. All the underground hits.
All Nas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lightning Bolt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
John Coltrane,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
the Sonics,
Toni Rubio,
Harmonia,
Can,
Essential Logic,
Mandrill,
U.S. Maple,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Dennis Brown,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Minor Threat,
John Holt,
Fad Gadget,
Massinfluence,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Swell Maps,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Agitation Free,
Los Fastidios,
The Smiths,
Depeche Mode,
Pulsallama,
Unrelated Segments,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Matthew Bourne,
The New Christs,
Pet Shop Boys,
Neil Young,
Loose Ends,
Marvin Gaye,
The Remains,
CMW,
10cc,
Boz Scaggs,
Skaos,
Amazonics,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tommy Roe,
Minny Pops,
Pantaleimon,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Anthony Braxton,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Motions,
X-102,
48th St. Collective,
The Smoke,
Jacob Miller,
The Busters,
Jandek,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Second Layer,
Tres Demented,
The Golliwogs,
Subhumans,
Yaz,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.