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 Burundi and from Stockholm.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Hot Snakes to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chrome,
Danielle Patucci,
Darondo,
UT,
Outsiders,
Barbara Tucker,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gregory Isaacs,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Deakin,
Whodini,
Massinfluence,
Sex Pistols,
Lalann,
Ultravox,
The Happenings,
The Fugs,
Circle Jerks,
Television,
Television Personalities,
The Grass Roots,
Gichy Dan,
Make Up,
Aural Exciters,
Zero Boys,
Jandek,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Fear,
Alphaville,
Hardrive,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Flipper,
The New Christs,
Tres Demented,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ronnie Foster,
The Stooges,
The Velvet Underground,
David McCallum,
Public Enemy,
MC5,
Tommy Roe,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Echospace,
Khruangbin,
Royal Trux,
Shoche,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Niagra,
Spoonie Gee,
China Crisis,
Fat Boys,
Gang Starr,
Quando Quango,
Matthew Halsall,
Blossom Toes,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Little Man,
Chris Corsano,
Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail.
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.