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 Greece and from Lagos.
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 Manchester and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 arpeggiator 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 New York Dolls to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s 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 The Star Department record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Birthday Party,
Surgeon,
Moby Grape,
The Monochrome Set,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
One Last Wish,
Howard Jones,
The Walker Brothers,
DJ Style,
The Fortunes,
Schoolly D,
the Slits,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Sound,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Maurizio,
Lyres,
Sam Rivers,
Lower 48,
The Monks,
Harry Pussy,
Easy Going,
Susan Cadogan,
Davy DMX,
The American Breed,
Aaron Thompson,
The Detroit Cobras,
Letta Mbulu,
Robert Görl,
The Standells,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Gladiators,
Soulsonic Force,
LL Cool J,
The Gun Club,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Stooges,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Negative Approach,
Tom Boy,
Albert Ayler,
The Angels of Light,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sex Pistols,
Black Bananas,
Skaos,
Bobby Sherman,
Black Pus,
Funkadelic,
Jacques Brel,
Gang of Four,
Roxy Music,
The Motions,
Alison Limerick,
The Divine Comedy,
The Flesh Eaters,
KRS-One,
John Coltrane,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.