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 Switzerland and from Glasgow.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Blues Magoos 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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All The Searchers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Swans,
T. Rex,
T.S.O.L.,
Boredoms,
Chris Corsano,
X-101,
The Invisible,
The Fugs,
Barbara Tucker,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Traffic Nightmare,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
This Heat,
Derrick May,
AZ,
Newcleus,
Duran Duran,
Donny Hathaway,
Fluxion,
Pantytec,
The Standells,
The Neon Judgement,
Donald Byrd,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Young Rascals,
The Mummies,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Von Mondo,
The Beau Brummels,
Lakeside,
Rod Modell,
Wings,
Groovy Waters,
Soulsonic Force,
Porter Ricks,
Can,
Radiohead,
The Divine Comedy,
Hot Snakes,
Moss Icon,
Jeff Lynne,
New York Dolls,
June of 44,
Jandek,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ice-T,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
These Immortal Souls,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Moebius,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rites of Spring,
Buzzcocks,
Q and Not U,
Joy Division,
Electric Prunes,
The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans.
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.