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 Samoa and from Salvador.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Pet Shop Boys to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tim Buckley record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slackers,
Kayak,
Rod Modell,
The Seeds,
Avey Tare,
The Durutti Column,
Lungfish,
The Real Kids,
The Motions,
The Techniques,
Television Personalities,
Vladislav Delay,
The Toasters,
LL Cool J,
Roy Ayers,
New Order,
Crime,
The Doobie Brothers,
Nick Fraelich,
Skaos,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Wasted Youth,
The Litter,
Delta 5,
The Smiths,
Slick Rick,
This Heat,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Neon Judgement,
Colin Newman,
Skarface,
The New Christs,
The Barracudas,
Q65,
Laurel Aitken,
Rakim,
The Shadows of Knight,
Traffic Nightmare,
Eric Copeland,
Sun City Girls,
Ice-T,
Matthew Halsall,
Hasil Adkins,
Lightning Bolt,
Albert Ayler,
Lalo Schifrin,
Joe Smooth,
Circle Jerks,
Stiv Bators,
Scientists,
Ultimate Spinach,
Subhumans,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Fall,
The Skatalites,
Audionom,
Brand Nubian,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Rapeman,
The Fortunes,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.