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 Sweden and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Piero Umiliani to the grunge 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 The United States of America. All the underground hits.
All Cabaret Voltaire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Absolute Body Control 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cheater Slicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Zeros,
Con Funk Shun,
Al Stewart,
Motorama,
Television,
Traffic Nightmare,
Bush Tetras,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
James White and The Blacks,
A Certain Ratio,
Sam Rivers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Soul II Soul,
The Stooges,
Aaron Thompson,
Porter Ricks,
Tropical Tobacco,
Judy Mowatt,
Sällskapet,
Brand Nubian,
Gang Gang Dance,
Godley & Creme,
Eurythmics,
The Dave Clark Five,
AZ,
Pantytec,
Moss Icon,
The Cure,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Cowsills,
Brothers Johnson,
Joensuu 1685,
DNA,
The Count Five,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lou Reed,
Iggy Pop,
Sandy B,
Can,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Moby Grape,
Bluetip,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Minnie Riperton,
EPMD,
The Blackbyrds,
MDC,
The Barracudas,
Inner City,
Junior Murvin,
Public Enemy,
Depeche Mode,
The Neon Judgement,
Deakin,
New Age Steppers,
Outsiders,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Surgeon,
Faust,
Harmonia,
Qualms, Qualms, Qualms, Qualms.
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.