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 Guatemala and from Bologna.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the sitar 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 Gang Green to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Roger Hodgson,
Joe Finger,
Arcadia,
Johnny Osbourne,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Cramps,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Leaves,
The Flesh Eaters,
AZ,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Shuggie Otis,
Whodini,
Harmonia,
Maurizio,
Lyres,
Lightning Bolt,
Colin Newman,
MDC,
X-101,
ABBA,
Max Romeo,
Davy DMX,
Roxette,
Silicon Teens,
Negative Approach,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ornette Coleman,
Interpol,
Kaleidoscope,
Depeche Mode,
Moby Grape,
Alison Limerick,
The Monochrome Set,
Sixth Finger,
The Saints,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Wally Richardson,
Subhumans,
Make Up,
The Slits,
The Red Krayola,
Swell Maps,
Agitation Free,
The Human League,
Radiohead,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Japan,
Skarface,
Isaac Hayes,
Alton Ellis,
Thee Headcoats,
Banda Bassotti,
Barrington Levy,
Delon & Dalcan,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Monolake,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.