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 India and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Lou Reed 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 Franke to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Suburban Knight. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang on a Can All-Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
John Lydon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Glenn Branca,
Television Personalities,
Charles Mingus,
Aaron Thompson,
The New Christs,
Lou Reed,
The Sound,
Yaz,
Malaria!,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Model 500,
Deakin,
FM Einheit,
Sarah Menescal,
The Index,
The Dave Clark Five,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Maleditus Sound,
Parry Music,
Yellowson,
Faraquet,
The Beau Brummels,
Bobbi Humphrey,
DNA,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Leonard Cohen,
Bronski Beat,
Roxy Music,
Josef K,
Rekid,
Mark Hollis,
Flipper,
Babytalk,
Gang Starr,
Isaac Hayes,
Eric Dolphy,
Stockholm Monsters,
Slick Rick,
Scratch Acid,
Radio Birdman,
Prince Buster,
The Last Poets,
Siglo XX,
the Human League,
DJ Style,
Groovy Waters,
The Selecter,
Sällskapet,
Max Romeo,
the Swans,
Sun City Girls,
MDC,
Tommy Roe,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.