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 Nauru and from Manila.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Houston.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Davy DMX to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Colin Newman,
Ornette Coleman,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Moody Blues,
Yellowson,
Prince Buster,
Popol Vuh,
Lyres,
Sex Pistols,
Sister Nancy,
Bobby Womack,
Warren Ellis,
Letta Mbulu,
T. Rex,
Subhumans,
Public Image Ltd.,
Easy Going,
Lebanon Hanover,
Arab on Radar,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
In Retrospect,
David McCallum,
Jeff Lynne,
Eve St. Jones,
Tears for Fears,
Robert Hood,
Swans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eric B and Rakim,
Pussy Galore,
China Crisis,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Derrick Morgan,
Chris & Cosey,
Matthew Halsall,
Iggy Pop,
Tubeway Army,
DNA,
One Last Wish,
Heaven 17,
Eden Ahbez,
Robert Görl,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
A Certain Ratio,
The Walker Brothers,
R.M.O.,
Simply Red,
Avey Tare,
DJ Sneak,
T.S.O.L.,
Excepter,
Cymande,
Maurizio,
Stereo Dub,
David Axelrod,
MC5,
D'Angelo,
KRS-One,
Audionom,
Rakim,
Wally Richardson,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.