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 Madagascar and from Portland.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Shanghai.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the organ 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All X-Ray Spex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Susan Cadogan,
Jeff Lynne,
The American Breed,
John Cale,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sparks,
Davy DMX,
Niagra,
Wasted Youth,
John Lydon,
OOIOO,
Don Cherry,
Derrick Morgan,
Derrick May,
The Raincoats,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gregory Isaacs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Camouflage,
X-102,
Anthony Braxton,
The Real Kids,
Minor Threat,
Scratch Acid,
Eurythmics,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fela Kuti,
Aloha Tigers,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Franke,
Lou Christie,
Cal Tjader,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rotary Connection,
Porter Ricks,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Buckinghams,
The Fall,
Joyce Sims,
Gong,
The Pop Group,
the Soft Cell,
Half Japanese,
Bauhaus,
Soul Sonic Force,
Donny Hathaway,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Human League,
Sarah Menescal,
Ohio Players,
Bronski Beat,
Brothers Johnson,
The Monks,
FM Einheit,
Wolf Eyes,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Mojo Men,
E-Dancer,
Quando Quango,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock.
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.