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 Paraguay and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Count Five to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Clarke,
Surgeon,
Scratch Acid,
Slick Rick,
Derrick Morgan,
Chrome,
D'Angelo,
10cc,
Panda Bear,
Groovy Waters,
Quando Quango,
The Seeds,
Matthew Halsall,
The Raincoats,
Black Bananas,
Sixth Finger,
Amazonics,
The Smoke,
Von Mondo,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pagans,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Count Five,
Lindisfarne,
Avey Tare,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Robert Görl,
The Cowsills,
Ponytail,
Joe Smooth,
Tears for Fears,
Ultravox,
Motorama,
Ten City,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
T.S.O.L.,
Nirvana,
One Last Wish,
Tommy Roe,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Durutti Column,
Little Man,
The Evens,
World's Most,
kango's stein massive,
Blancmange,
Terrestrial Tones,
Peter and Kerry,
Wolf Eyes,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Carl Craig,
The Flesh Eaters,
Faraquet,
Underground Resistance,
Schoolly D,
Parry Music,
Bauhaus,
Model 500,
48th St. Collective,
Theoretical Girls,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.