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 Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Michael McDonald 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 Starr to the rock 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Marcia Griffiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
Brothers Johnson,
Janne Schatter,
Roxy Music,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Black Flag,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Fuzztones,
Pantaleimon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Black Pus,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Television Personalities,
Ituana,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bobby Byrd,
Swell Maps,
Essential Logic,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Banda Bassotti,
Sex Pistols,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Trumans Water,
Young Marble Giants,
Eric Copeland,
Television,
Ohio Players,
Gabor Szabo,
Harry Pussy,
Rhythm & Sound,
Scratch Acid,
MC5,
Moebius,
Lebanon Hanover,
Prince Buster,
Darondo,
Royal Trux,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Peter & Gordon,
Dual Sessions,
Bob Dylan,
Cal Tjader,
Zero Boys,
Throbbing Gristle,
Altered Images,
Siglo XX,
The Doobie Brothers,
Rekid,
The Golliwogs,
Supertramp,
Kurtis Blow,
Quantec,
Sugar Minott,
The Barracudas,
Blake Baxter,
The Smoke,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jeru the Damaja,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.