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 Tuvalu and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Salvador.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Jawbox to the disco 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 The J.B.'s. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
Fugazi,
Unwound,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The J.B.'s,
The Skatalites,
Todd Rundgren,
Oneida,
The Dave Clark Five,
Johnny Clarke,
Stiv Bators,
L. Decosne,
The Vogues,
Visage,
Parry Music,
Ronnie Foster,
The Monks,
Soul II Soul,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Alison Limerick,
Lebanon Hanover,
Eve St. Jones,
Siglo XX,
The Walker Brothers,
Fela Kuti,
Ohio Players,
Outsiders,
Jawbox,
Sixth Finger,
Moby Grape,
Isaac Hayes,
Nick Fraelich,
Dual Sessions,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Chris Corsano,
Duran Duran,
the Soft Cell,
Aural Exciters,
Skaos,
The Blackbyrds,
Motorama,
Todd Terry,
The Moody Blues,
DNA,
Avey Tare,
The Busters,
The Monochrome Set,
Gabor Szabo,
The Standells,
ABBA,
The Golliwogs,
Flash Fearless,
Ultravox,
Lucky Dragons,
Bill Near,
Suburban Knight,
Eden Ahbez,
Bill Wells,
The Index,
Maleditus Sound,
Byron Stingily,
Monolake, Monolake, Monolake, Monolake.
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.