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 Honduras and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Rhythm & Sound to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All Cameo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
K-Klass,
The Tremeloes,
The Mojo Men,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Joey Negro,
JFA,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Max Romeo,
New Order,
Man Parrish,
Peter & Gordon,
H. Thieme,
The Birthday Party,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Carl Craig,
Scrapy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Au Pairs,
The Zeros,
the Slits,
the Sonics,
Neil Young,
Donny Hathaway,
Second Layer,
Fad Gadget,
Minor Threat,
Faust,
Accadde A,
Vainqueur,
Rufus Thomas,
The Residents,
The Shadows of Knight,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Buckinghams,
The Standells,
The Skatalites,
Crime,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Anthony Braxton,
Delta 5,
MC5,
Albert Ayler,
Harmonia,
Loose Ends,
Camberwell Now,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Dead Boys,
Sandy B,
Janne Schatter,
In Retrospect,
Judy Mowatt,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Associates,
David Axelrod,
Crispy Ambulance,
Unwound,
Johnny Clarke,
Metal Thangz,
Joe Smooth,
B.T. Express,
June Days, June Days, June Days, June Days.
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.