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 Mauritius and from Stockholm.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Green record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
This Heat,
Chris Corsano,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Laurel Aitken,
Joe Finger,
Jawbox,
The Tremeloes,
Harry Pussy,
The Invisible,
June of 44,
Neil Young,
Lower 48,
Accadde A,
The Skatalites,
Moby Grape,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bill Near,
Tomorrow,
Quantec,
Joensuu 1685,
Eden Ahbez,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Fire Engines,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Hot Snakes,
Black Flag,
the Soft Cell,
The Moleskins,
Bob Dylan,
Goldenarms,
The J.B.'s,
Marmalade,
kango's stein massive,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Glenn Branca,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sarah Menescal,
The Alarm Clocks,
Heaven 17,
Marine Girls,
Fear,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Doors,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
OOIOO,
Intrusion,
Drive Like Jehu,
Jeru the Damaja,
Interpol,
Technova,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
David Axelrod,
Gong,
Be Bop Deluxe,
DJ Sneak,
The Barracudas,
Angry Samoans,
Neu!,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy.
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.