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 Malaysia and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Leaves to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Angry Samoans. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marmalade,
Rufus Thomas,
David McCallum,
Barrington Levy,
Skarface,
Deakin,
Jawbox,
The Dead C,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Harry Pussy,
the Swans,
The Durutti Column,
Donny Hathaway,
Negative Approach,
UT,
Bob Dylan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
ABBA,
Simply Red,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
a-ha,
The Trojans,
Funky Four + One,
Kas Product,
Zero Boys,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Fluxion,
the Slits,
Roger Hodgson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Nils Olav,
Lalann,
Schoolly D,
The Walker Brothers,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Birthday Party,
K-Klass,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Duran Duran,
The Skatalites,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Todd Rundgren,
Eve St. Jones,
The Toasters,
MDC,
Johnny Clarke,
Alton Ellis,
Marine Girls,
Juan Atkins,
The Doobie Brothers,
Unwound,
Rosa Yemen,
Sällskapet,
Panda Bear,
Man Eating Sloth,
Moebius,
the Human League,
The Grass Roots,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.