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 Moldova and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 clarinet 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 John Foxx to the punk 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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Patti Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boogie Down Productions 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
Oblivians,
Procol Harum,
The Stooges,
Aural Exciters,
Siglo XX,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Magma,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Marcia Griffiths,
Faust,
New Order,
Radio Birdman,
Lindisfarne,
Kayak,
Half Japanese,
T. Rex,
Infiniti,
This Heat,
The Misunderstood,
Black Pus,
Stetsasonic,
The Smiths,
Lungfish,
Lou Reed,
Judy Mowatt,
Accadde A,
Peter and Kerry,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
the Germs,
Index,
Los Fastidios,
The Remains,
Cal Tjader,
Soft Cell,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Fall,
Howard Jones,
Eve St. Jones,
The Beau Brummels,
Chris Corsano,
ABC,
Kool Moe Dee,
Marvin Gaye,
Yellowson,
The Sound,
KRS-One,
Aswad,
The Sonics,
Robert Wyatt,
Television,
Dead Boys,
Talk Talk,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Public Enemy,
Section 25,
The Zeros,
Agitation Free,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pole, Pole, Pole, Pole.
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.