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 Korea North and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Barrington Levy to the punk 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 Simply Red. All the underground hits.
All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust 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 rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Circle Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Lydon,
cv313,
Little Man,
The New Christs,
X-101,
Second Layer,
In Retrospect,
These Immortal Souls,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
John Foxx,
Talk Talk,
Robert Görl,
Chris Corsano,
the Swans,
Lightning Bolt,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bobby Byrd,
The Wake,
The J.B.'s,
L. Decosne,
X-102,
Gang Green,
This Heat,
D'Angelo,
Morten Harket,
Nico,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jacob Miller,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Marshall Jefferson,
Young Marble Giants,
Organ,
The Red Krayola,
Lungfish,
Charles Mingus,
The Selecter,
Donald Byrd,
Trumans Water,
the Human League,
Scion,
Aloha Tigers,
Lalann,
Moby Grape,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Smiths,
Television,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Procol Harum,
Sandy B,
Lou Christie,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Gories,
Joy Division,
The Stooges,
Althea and Donna,
Pere Ubu,
Marvin Gaye,
Deepchord,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Television Personalities,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.