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 Norway and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Donald Fagen 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 Kings Of Tomorrow to the rock 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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.
All Eric Copeland tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
Pierre Henry,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The New Christs,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Last Poets,
Peter & Gordon,
The Monks,
Television,
Rod Modell,
Harpers Bizarre,
New York Dolls,
Basic Channel,
Lindisfarne,
Public Image Ltd.,
Little Man,
Black Flag,
Scan 7,
Aswad,
Joyce Sims,
The Cure,
Dead Boys,
The Electric Prunes,
Khruangbin,
H. Thieme,
Funkadelic,
Amon Düül II,
Flash Fearless,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Avey Tare,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Aural Exciters,
Yellowson,
Barry Ungar,
Circle Jerks,
Index,
Guru Guru,
the Germs,
World's Most,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Star Department,
Funky Four + One,
Pole,
Danielle Patucci,
Organ,
Camberwell Now,
Second Layer,
the Swans,
The Zeros,
Kayak,
Scott Walker,
Kaleidoscope,
David Bowie,
Pantaleimon,
Quantec,
Excepter,
Alton Ellis,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.