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 Libya and from Milan.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Stiv Bators to the funk 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 Magazine. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
The Sonics,
The Gun Club,
The Count Five,
Lalann,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lyres,
Mark Hollis,
The Move,
Blossom Toes,
John Coltrane,
Derrick Morgan,
Q and Not U,
Scott Walker,
Monks,
Arcadia,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jeff Lynne,
Lightning Bolt,
The Trojans,
Bronski Beat,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Michelle Simonal,
Vladislav Delay,
Yellowson,
Los Fastidios,
Sexual Harrassment,
Underground Resistance,
Darondo,
UT,
Skarface,
Alphaville,
The Saints,
Agitation Free,
Cymande,
The Happenings,
Main Source,
Bauhaus,
The Skatalites,
Stereo Dub,
Joe Finger,
Jesper Dahlback,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Kinks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Essential Logic,
Hoover,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Eli Mardock,
Boredoms,
Ponytail,
World's Most,
Glambeats Corp.,
the Germs,
Monolake,
Ohio Players,
Delta 5,
Jeff Mills,
Ituana,
Silicon Teens,
Saccharine Trust,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
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.