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 Kosovo and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 snare 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 Ponytail to the rock 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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harry Pussy 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Remains,
Junior Murvin,
The Fire Engines,
Motorama,
Derrick May,
Franke,
The Litter,
F. McDonald,
The Star Department,
Qualms,
L. Decosne,
Joy Division,
Kas Product,
DJ Style,
Boz Scaggs,
The Birthday Party,
Judy Mowatt,
Rapeman,
Surgeon,
Unwound,
Wolf Eyes,
Icehouse,
Blossom Toes,
Basic Channel,
Ossler,
Wire,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Martian,
Nick Fraelich,
Kenny Larkin,
Stetsasonic,
Agitation Free,
Quadrant,
Television,
The J.B.'s,
Toni Rubio,
Scion,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Don Cherry,
Massinfluence,
Gang Starr,
Girls At Our Best!,
Flamin' Groovies,
the Human League,
The Mighty Diamonds,
X-102,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Monochrome Set,
Radiohead,
Neil Young,
Q65,
Agent Orange,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Divine Comedy,
Deepchord,
The Knickerbockers,
Gang Green,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Index,
The Raincoats,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.