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 Nicaragua and from Glasgow.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Thee Headcoats to the grime 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 Camberwell Now. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slackers 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Style record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
Bang On A Can,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Smiths,
Quando Quango,
Donny Hathaway,
Erykah Badu,
Young Marble Giants,
Television Personalities,
Frankie Knuckles,
Alton Ellis,
Talk Talk,
The Zeros,
Lalann,
Tubeway Army,
The Neon Judgement,
Flash Fearless,
Excepter,
The Young Rascals,
Pulsallama,
Severed Heads,
Warsaw,
Ultimate Spinach,
Oneida,
Marcia Griffiths,
B.T. Express,
Wasted Youth,
Agitation Free,
Black Bananas,
Robert Hood,
Donald Byrd,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Invisible,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Fugs,
Hasil Adkins,
Rekid,
Roger Hodgson,
Intrusion,
Amon Düül,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Scion,
Von Mondo,
cv313,
The Fall,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Sound,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Five Americans,
Eddi Front,
Reuben Wilson,
Supertramp,
Iggy Pop,
The Durutti Column,
The Techniques,
Lee Hazlewood,
Avey Tare,
Yellowson,
Heaven 17,
Amazonics,
Eric B and Rakim,
Fugazi,
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.