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 Cyprus and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 harpsichord 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 Sonic Youth 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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Saints record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Dennis Brown,
Gichy Dan,
The Mojo Men,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Popol Vuh,
Bronski Beat,
Bauhaus,
Sight & Sound,
Alton Ellis,
New Age Steppers,
FM Einheit,
Donald Byrd,
Andrew Hill,
Hardrive,
The Residents,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Little Man,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pagans,
The Human League,
Radiohead,
Soulsonic Force,
10cc,
The Zeros,
Hot Snakes,
Deadbeat,
Desert Stars,
Janne Schatter,
Japan,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Wings,
Rekid,
Al Stewart,
The Blues Magoos,
Derrick May,
Godley & Creme,
Buzzcocks,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
John Lydon,
K-Klass,
The Last Poets,
Quadrant,
Ohio Players,
Funkadelic,
Index,
Siglo XX,
Aaron Thompson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mantronix,
Make Up,
Cymande,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Martian,
Liliput,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Raincoats,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kool Moe Dee,
Max Romeo,
Talk Talk,
Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!.
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.