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 Tunisia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 organ 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All The Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
Audionom,
Rod Modell,
Silicon Teens,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Neu!,
Unwound,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ten City,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Eric Dolphy,
Echospace,
The Monks,
Kurtis Blow,
Albert Ayler,
Trumans Water,
Suicide,
The Leaves,
Wolf Eyes,
Crispy Ambulance,
Electric Light Orchestra,
F. McDonald,
The Blues Magoos,
Slick Rick,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lalann,
The Saints,
Anthony Braxton,
JFA,
Isaac Hayes,
Funky Four + One,
Vladislav Delay,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Los Fastidios,
Mo-Dettes,
Rakim,
Massinfluence,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Residents,
Cymande,
Wasted Youth,
Stetsasonic,
Tim Buckley,
MC5,
Barrington Levy,
Guru Guru,
Marc Almond,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Roxy Music,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Infiniti,
Fugazi,
The Black Dice,
Ituana,
Eurythmics,
Negative Approach,
The Monochrome Set,
Drexciya,
Franke,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.