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 Thailand and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Soul II Soul to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wolf Eyes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
Danielle Patucci,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Grass Roots,
The New Christs,
Jandek,
Lou Christie,
Aloha Tigers,
Mark Hollis,
Maleditus Sound,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Toni Rubio,
Agent Orange,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Chrome,
Arcadia,
The Leaves,
The Walker Brothers,
Ice-T,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bush Tetras,
Big Daddy Kane,
FM Einheit,
The Young Rascals,
Wings,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rapeman,
Crooked Eye,
Pussy Galore,
Saccharine Trust,
Niagra,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ultravox,
Electric Prunes,
the Fania All-Stars,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Count Five,
Second Layer,
Deakin,
Rufus Thomas,
Cybotron,
Skaos,
Radiohead,
Mission of Burma,
Section 25,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Dorothy Ashby,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Minutemen,
Howard Jones,
Fela Kuti,
Todd Terry,
Schoolly D,
Graham Central Station,
Skarface,
Godley & Creme,
Alison Limerick,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Cheater Slicks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Flash Fearless,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.