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 Vanuatu and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 clarinet 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 Yazoo to the rock 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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Interpol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lightning Bolt,
Gil Scott Heron,
Thee Headcoats,
Animal Collective,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Moebius,
Deadbeat,
The Music Machine,
Circle Jerks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
EPMD,
Robert Wyatt,
Peter and Kerry,
the Fania All-Stars,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Move,
Gang Gang Dance,
Fela Kuti,
The Happenings,
The Busters,
The Seeds,
The Fire Engines,
Quando Quango,
the Association,
Ultra Naté,
Freddie Wadling,
Oneida,
Alton Ellis,
Ponytail,
10cc,
X-102,
The Doobie Brothers,
KRS-One,
Kurtis Blow,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Suicide,
Loose Ends,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Johnny Clarke,
Wire,
The Leaves,
New Order,
Minny Pops,
Nation of Ulysses,
Fear,
Reagan Youth,
Black Bananas,
Spoonie Gee,
Mission of Burma,
Yellowson,
JFA,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Chris & Cosey,
Skriet,
Derrick Morgan,
Godley & Creme,
Janne Schatter,
Sugar Minott,
Bill Wells,
Rakim,
L. Decosne,
Wasted Youth,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.