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 Solomon Islands and from Portland.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Fear to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Byron Stingily record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Rod Modell,
Pylon,
Spandau Ballet,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Offenders,
Magma,
Bill Near,
Eurythmics,
Stiv Bators,
Johnny Clarke,
Mantronix,
Nik Kershaw,
The Velvet Underground,
Connie Case,
Roger Hodgson,
Kayak,
Ituana,
Rosa Yemen,
Fatback Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Evens,
Mary Jane Girls,
Banda Bassotti,
The Litter,
Derrick Morgan,
The Dave Clark Five,
Letta Mbulu,
Freddie Wadling,
Stetsasonic,
Steve Hackett,
James White and The Blacks,
Pet Shop Boys,
Joe Smooth,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Agitation Free,
Bluetip,
Susan Cadogan,
Clear Light,
Cecil Taylor,
Pierre Henry,
Aloha Tigers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Infiniti,
The Young Rascals,
The Dirtbombs,
PIL,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bauhaus,
Index,
Reagan Youth,
The Doors,
Faraquet,
Niagra,
Massinfluence,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Half Japanese,
China Crisis,
Metal Thangz,
Piero Umiliani,
Wolf Eyes,
Black Pus,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.