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 Taiwan and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 organ 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 Derrick Morgan to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Iggy Pop tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Scott Walker,
Rhythm & Sound,
Soft Machine,
The Searchers,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Marvin Gaye,
The Sonics,
Swans,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Yusef Lateef,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Donald Byrd,
The Pop Group,
Aaron Thompson,
PIL,
the Slits,
Negative Approach,
The Residents,
Desert Stars,
Minutemen,
Boz Scaggs,
Robert Hood,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Moby Grape,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Wings,
Tommy Roe,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
EPMD,
Drexciya,
Dawn Penn,
Juan Atkins,
Deakin,
Monks,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Banda Bassotti,
Josef K,
Public Enemy,
Icehouse,
Kurtis Blow,
John Foxx,
New Order,
MDC,
Bill Wells,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kenny Larkin,
Anakelly,
Con Funk Shun,
Max Romeo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Soulsonic Force,
Jacob Miller,
Silicon Teens,
Fatback Band,
Barrington Levy,
The Smiths,
Babytalk,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.