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 Ukraine and from Johannesburg.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 organ 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 Fortunes to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Mummies. All the underground hits.
All Beasts of Bourbon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The United States of America record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
Ossler,
Y Pants,
Subhumans,
The Modern Lovers,
The Monochrome Set,
D'Angelo,
The Techniques,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Silicon Teens,
Drexciya,
Kaleidoscope,
The Flesh Eaters,
Althea and Donna,
Symarip,
Kevin Saunderson,
Tim Buckley,
The New Christs,
Black Bananas,
Scion,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Cure,
Stereo Dub,
Negative Approach,
Dorothy Ashby,
a-ha,
Lalann,
T.S.O.L.,
Mad Mike,
Cecil Taylor,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Durutti Column,
Iggy Pop,
Leonard Cohen,
the Bar-Kays,
Kas Product,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bluetip,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Arcadia,
World's Most,
Black Pus,
The Human League,
Kenny Larkin,
The Dirtbombs,
Dual Sessions,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rekid,
Janne Schatter,
The Victims,
Skriet,
The Zeros,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Isaac Hayes,
Sugar Minott,
Black Moon,
Mary Jane Girls,
Godley & Creme,
Lou Christie,
ABC,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Aural Exciters,
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.