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 China and from Woodstock.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 EPMD to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
Underground Resistance,
Man Parrish,
Nils Olav,
The Stooges,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ossler,
Zapp,
Todd Rundgren,
Grauzone,
Parry Music,
The Fortunes,
Susan Cadogan,
Brothers Johnson,
Maurizio,
Deakin,
the Bar-Kays,
Sam Rivers,
La Düsseldorf,
Tubeway Army,
Jacques Brel,
The Litter,
Scratch Acid,
Sun City Girls,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pierre Henry,
Sparks,
Desert Stars,
R.M.O.,
Reagan Youth,
Outsiders,
Newcleus,
Amazonics,
Severed Heads,
Todd Terry,
Eric Copeland,
A Certain Ratio,
The Pop Group,
Pole,
Donny Hathaway,
This Heat,
Index,
Erasure,
Wire,
The J.B.'s,
Howard Jones,
Quando Quango,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Make Up,
Aswad,
DJ Sneak,
Connie Case,
Minor Threat,
The Tremeloes,
The Cramps,
Warren Ellis,
Aural Exciters,
The Offenders,
The Mojo Men,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons.
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.