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 Serbia and from Bologna.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Birthday Party to the disco 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 The Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cheater Slicks 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tim Buckley,
Gabor Szabo,
The Victims,
Deadbeat,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Easy Going,
Ludus,
Loose Ends,
New Order,
Drive Like Jehu,
Mars,
Blake Baxter,
Rekid,
X-Ray Spex,
Can,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Quantec,
Shuggie Otis,
Sam Rivers,
Schoolly D,
The Dirtbombs,
Buzzcocks,
Sex Pistols,
Pantytec,
Lalann,
The Selecter,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Flamin' Groovies,
Flash Fearless,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sight & Sound,
Eric Dolphy,
Organ,
Ohio Players,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
UT,
Freddie Wadling,
Roy Ayers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Au Pairs,
Anthony Braxton,
Cluster,
Michelle Simonal,
Minor Threat,
Davy DMX,
Slick Rick,
Al Stewart,
Avey Tare,
Quadrant,
The Misunderstood,
The Standells,
Cameo,
the Bar-Kays,
Judy Mowatt,
The Kinks,
Faust,
Mark Hollis,
The Monochrome Set,
David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie.
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.