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 Gambia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 chamberlin 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 Camberwell Now to the crunk 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 The Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Golliwogs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
cv313,
Skaos,
Angry Samoans,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Audionom,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Dave Gahan,
New Age Steppers,
Peter & Gordon,
Theoretical Girls,
The Monks,
Essential Logic,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Smoke,
Television Personalities,
JFA,
Thompson Twins,
Lungfish,
Susan Cadogan,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sandy B,
KRS-One,
The Toasters,
Underground Resistance,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
Subhumans,
Magma,
John Cale,
Kaleidoscope,
Minnie Riperton,
Jeru the Damaja,
Erasure,
The Moody Blues,
Quadrant,
Hasil Adkins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jandek,
Roger Hodgson,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Monks,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gastr Del Sol,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Crispian St. Peters,
Wally Richardson,
Procol Harum,
The Seeds,
The J.B.'s,
The Gories,
Marvin Gaye,
New Order,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Isaac Hayes,
Arab on Radar,
Fatback Band,
Patti Smith,
Hashim,
The Move,
Icehouse,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.