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 Angola and from Philadelphia.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe 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 Slackers to the dance 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 Man Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a L. Decosne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Bob Dylan,
Judy Mowatt,
Television Personalities,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Second Layer,
Patti Smith,
Vainqueur,
Maurizio,
Mantronix,
Nirvana,
Kool Moe Dee,
Roxette,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Knickerbockers,
Robert Görl,
Arcadia,
the Fania All-Stars,
Robert Wyatt,
Rekid,
Blancmange,
Heaven 17,
New York Dolls,
Khruangbin,
The Fortunes,
JFA,
Magazine,
Pagans,
Underground Resistance,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
K-Klass,
Steve Hackett,
Smog,
Public Enemy,
The Velvet Underground,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Man Parrish,
Groovy Waters,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Absolute Body Control,
Zero Boys,
Derrick Morgan,
Bootsy Collins,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lindisfarne,
Lightning Bolt,
B.T. Express,
the Slits,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Loose Ends,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Black Pus,
Trumans Water,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Fugs,
The Vogues,
Mad Mike,
Severed Heads,
Maleditus Sound,
Boz Scaggs,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.