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 Seychelles and from Tokyo.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Calgary.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Cosmic Jokers to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The J.B.'s,
Godley & Creme,
The United States of America,
Public Enemy,
Barry Ungar,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Second Layer,
David McCallum,
E-Dancer,
Anthony Braxton,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Josef K,
Jimmy McGriff,
Jerry's Kids,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Associates,
Negative Approach,
Lindisfarne,
Inner City,
Marine Girls,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Black Bananas,
Accadde A,
Ultimate Spinach,
Mad Mike,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Colin Newman,
Crooked Eye,
Radio Birdman,
June of 44,
Bush Tetras,
Sly & The Family Stone,
A Certain Ratio,
Minutemen,
Altered Images,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Half Japanese,
Bizarre Inc.,
Scrapy,
Soul II Soul,
X-102,
Nirvana,
Main Source,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Moss Icon,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Mission of Burma,
Ohio Players,
Essential Logic,
The Misunderstood,
Matthew Bourne,
Monks,
The Real Kids,
Hot Snakes,
New York Dolls,
Mr. Review,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.