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 United Kingdom and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Soulsonic Force to the jazz 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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sad Lovers and Giants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Khruangbin,
The Dave Clark Five,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bobby Byrd,
Fad Gadget,
Eric B and Rakim,
Symarip,
Jeru the Damaja,
Marvin Gaye,
This Heat,
Barry Ungar,
Spoonie Gee,
Mantronix,
The Skatalites,
Reagan Youth,
Erykah Badu,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Skaos,
Severed Heads,
The Dead C,
Dead Boys,
Alice Coltrane,
The Associates,
The Human League,
Tom Boy,
Roxy Music,
Fear,
Barrington Levy,
Shuggie Otis,
Hoover,
Bad Manners,
Organ,
Wings,
David Bowie,
Roxette,
Flipper,
Niagra,
Audionom,
the Germs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bush Tetras,
Kool Moe Dee,
Y Pants,
L. Decosne,
Popol Vuh,
Sound Behaviour,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pere Ubu,
Chrome,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Traffic Nightmare,
Eric Dolphy,
Patti Smith,
The Evens,
Heaven 17,
Section 25,
Grey Daturas,
DJ Sneak,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Rakim,
Avey Tare,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.