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 Haiti and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 mellotron 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wasted Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Enemy,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Vainqueur,
Junior Murvin,
The Residents,
The Fall,
MDC,
Oblivians,
Bauhaus,
Lindisfarne,
Josef K,
Mission of Burma,
Whodini,
Darondo,
Neil Young,
The Slackers,
Flipper,
Banda Bassotti,
Animal Collective,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Associates,
Rites of Spring,
Sarah Menescal,
Howard Jones,
The Five Americans,
Fugazi,
Au Pairs,
The Invisible,
Moss Icon,
Kayak,
T. Rex,
Drexciya,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Searchers,
Bill Wells,
Ultimate Spinach,
Hasil Adkins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Cramps,
ABC,
Spandau Ballet,
Amazonics,
Lightning Bolt,
Cymande,
Neu!,
Zapp,
Mark Hollis,
Easy Going,
Chrome,
Iggy Pop,
Pharoah Sanders,
Los Fastidios,
Duran Duran,
Monks,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Happenings,
48th St. Collective,
The Pop Group,
Eurythmics,
Sex Pistols,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.