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 Costa Rica and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Fuzztones to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Eyeless In Gaza. All the underground hits.
All The Count Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angry Samoans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
EPMD,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Q65,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Theoretical Girls,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sun City Girls,
Subhumans,
Essential Logic,
Minny Pops,
Kerri Chandler,
PIL,
China Crisis,
Agitation Free,
Yaz,
Duran Duran,
The Cramps,
Skaos,
The Barracudas,
Glenn Branca,
Urselle,
Minnie Riperton,
Sixth Finger,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Anakelly,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Roxy Music,
Byron Stingily,
Mantronix,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Smoke,
June Days,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Fugazi,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kurtis Blow,
Spoonie Gee,
Nik Kershaw,
Dual Sessions,
Joe Finger,
Guru Guru,
Ralphi Rosario,
Flipper,
Mad Mike,
The Golliwogs,
The Move,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Dave Clark Five,
Deepchord,
The Mojo Men,
Alphaville,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Flamin' Groovies,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kaleidoscope,
Derrick Morgan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Fear,
Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron.
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.