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 Switzerland and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 sitar 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 John Holt to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Funky Four + One. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Inner City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liliput,
Brothers Johnson,
Television,
Davy DMX,
The Cure,
The Angels of Light,
The Electric Prunes,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Eric B and Rakim,
Oneida,
Altered Images,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rakim,
The Pop Group,
Tomorrow,
L. Decosne,
The Fuzztones,
Black Flag,
Massinfluence,
Stetsasonic,
OOIOO,
Scientists,
Erasure,
The Velvet Underground,
Eli Mardock,
Magma,
Spoonie Gee,
Unwound,
Bobby Womack,
Ultra Naté,
JFA,
Bill Wells,
Minutemen,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pagans,
Newcleus,
Fad Gadget,
Dark Day,
The Five Americans,
Alice Coltrane,
Harpers Bizarre,
Hasil Adkins,
The Moleskins,
Sonic Youth,
Absolute Body Control,
Supertramp,
Ituana,
Alison Limerick,
Bronski Beat,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Los Fastidios,
Steve Hackett,
Isaac Hayes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Deepchord,
Sun City Girls,
Bluetip,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Duran Duran,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.