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 Australia and from Philadelphia.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 oboe 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 Unwound to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
PIL,
Ten City,
The Zeros,
Spoonie Gee,
Brand Nubian,
Second Layer,
Skaos,
Blake Baxter,
Scion,
Prince Buster,
Sällskapet,
Glenn Branca,
Technova,
Radio Birdman,
Johnny Osbourne,
Terry Callier,
Y Pants,
Simply Red,
Scratch Acid,
Bang On A Can,
X-102,
Minny Pops,
Fear,
Faraquet,
Fela Kuti,
Brick,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sun Ra,
Camberwell Now,
Youth Brigade,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Patti Smith,
Tubeway Army,
Hasil Adkins,
Supertramp,
Nas,
Intrusion,
The Black Dice,
Q and Not U,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Pere Ubu,
The Doors,
Absolute Body Control,
Rufus Thomas,
Camouflage,
The Red Krayola,
Reuben Wilson,
Von Mondo,
Gang of Four,
Radiohead,
The Cowsills,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
FM Einheit,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Motions,
Circle Jerks,
Black Pus,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Aloha Tigers,
The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood.
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.