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 Laos and from Copenhagen.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Manila.
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 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 Echo & the Bunnymen to the punk 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 Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blossom Toes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
FM Einheit,
Bush Tetras,
The Dave Clark Five,
Radiohead,
Flipper,
Easy Going,
Peter and Kerry,
Main Source,
Quando Quango,
June Days,
Juan Atkins,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Slits,
Bizarre Inc.,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Neon Judgement,
Iggy Pop,
Deepchord,
Babytalk,
Royal Trux,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Avey Tare,
The Gun Club,
Mandrill,
Jeru the Damaja,
E-Dancer,
Technova,
Graham Central Station,
Amazonics,
Buzzcocks,
Brick,
Siglo XX,
Suicide,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Boz Scaggs,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lakeside,
Desert Stars,
Con Funk Shun,
Barbara Tucker,
Soft Machine,
Porter Ricks,
Pussy Galore,
Harpers Bizarre,
Tears for Fears,
Jerry's Kids,
Scott Walker,
Bobby Sherman,
In Retrospect,
The Buckinghams,
Bad Manners,
Mark Hollis,
Frankie Knuckles,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Crime,
Glenn Branca,
Funky Four + One,
Crispian St. Peters,
Half Japanese,
Intrusion,
Radiopuhelimet,
Unwound,
the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.
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.