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 Colombia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 chamberlin 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 R.M.O. to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Association. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roger Hodgson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Animal Collective,
Newcleus,
John Coltrane,
Cheater Slicks,
The Beau Brummels,
The United States of America,
Massinfluence,
The Fuzztones,
Young Marble Giants,
Q and Not U,
Michelle Simonal,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Martian,
Sixth Finger,
Von Mondo,
The Sonics,
Make Up,
Gong,
Henry Cow,
Cymande,
K-Klass,
Junior Murvin,
Man Eating Sloth,
Dawn Penn,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Todd Terry,
Con Funk Shun,
Stereo Dub,
DNA,
the Soft Cell,
Deakin,
The Motions,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Delta 5,
Warsaw,
Theoretical Girls,
Sugar Minott,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bauhaus,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Wings,
Drive Like Jehu,
Scrapy,
Nico,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ohio Players,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Aaron Thompson,
Ralphi Rosario,
In Retrospect,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Bar-Kays,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Gories,
Susan Cadogan,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
David McCallum,
Nils Olav,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish.
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.