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 Saudi Arabia and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 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 The Misunderstood to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Donny Hathaway. All the underground hits.
All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oblivians,
Scan 7,
The Skatalites,
The Modern Lovers,
The Kinks,
Black Pus,
Tubeway Army,
Qualms,
The Moleskins,
Interpol,
Brick,
the Slits,
The Young Rascals,
Public Enemy,
The United States of America,
Wire,
Funkadelic,
Nik Kershaw,
Nick Fraelich,
Joy Division,
Easy Going,
LL Cool J,
Connie Case,
Robert Hood,
New York Dolls,
The Sound,
The Walker Brothers,
Mark Hollis,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Grey Daturas,
The Shadows of Knight,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Young Marble Giants,
Frankie Knuckles,
Wolf Eyes,
Dorothy Ashby,
Drexciya,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Blackbyrds,
Don Cherry,
Oneida,
Eli Mardock,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Black Dice,
Lucky Dragons,
T. Rex,
Kas Product,
Ponytail,
Sun Ra,
Barry Ungar,
Sugar Minott,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pole,
8 Eyed Spy,
Barbara Tucker,
Pussy Galore,
Q65,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.