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 Copenhagen.
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 Tokyo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Mo-Dettes to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Wasted Youth. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eve St. Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
Television,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Buzzcocks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kenny Larkin,
Magma,
Minny Pops,
10cc,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sonic Youth,
Brass Construction,
The Walker Brothers,
Arthur Verocai,
Erasure,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Max Romeo,
EPMD,
Joensuu 1685,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kool Moe Dee,
Popol Vuh,
The Golliwogs,
David Axelrod,
The Invisible,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Model 500,
Joe Finger,
The Toasters,
Marshall Jefferson,
Easy Going,
The Fugs,
Anakelly,
New Order,
Essential Logic,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Tim Buckley,
Cal Tjader,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Joey Negro,
The Move,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kerri Chandler,
Electric Prunes,
Aural Exciters,
Mars,
D'Angelo,
Circle Jerks,
Negative Approach,
Lower 48,
The Gories,
Interpol,
These Immortal Souls,
Sight & Sound,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Smoke,
James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks.
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.