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 Tajikistan and from Stockholm.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 güiro 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 Massinfluence 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marshall Jefferson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
Bronski Beat,
Hardrive,
Mars,
Jacques Brel,
Technova,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Monochrome Set,
Rapeman,
Wasted Youth,
Big Daddy Kane,
Radio Birdman,
Lakeside,
The Misunderstood,
John Coltrane,
Josef K,
Bizarre Inc.,
L. Decosne,
Minnie Riperton,
The Mojo Men,
Nik Kershaw,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Happenings,
Dawn Penn,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Excepter,
Crooked Eye,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Funky Four + One,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Rekid,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Stereo Dub,
the Slits,
Gang Starr,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
kango's stein massive,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Cymande,
Radiohead,
Bad Manners,
T. Rex,
Eve St. Jones,
Soulsonic Force,
John Holt,
Average White Band,
Pole,
Iggy Pop,
Wolf Eyes,
Idris Muhammad,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Offenders,
Stetsasonic,
The Victims,
Los Fastidios,
Youth Brigade,
Darondo,
The Move,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Beau Brummels,
Public Enemy,
The Red Krayola,
Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco.
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.