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 Hungary and from Lyon.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Mumbai.
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 theremin 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 Michelle Simonal to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Black Dice. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Infiniti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
The Slits,
the Human League,
Scion,
Davy DMX,
John Cale,
One Last Wish,
Aaron Thompson,
Gang of Four,
Gichy Dan,
Bad Manners,
T. Rex,
The Leaves,
John Lydon,
Massinfluence,
Pussy Galore,
Howard Jones,
Soul II Soul,
Porter Ricks,
A Certain Ratio,
Ronan,
Metal Thangz,
Quantec,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Television,
U.S. Maple,
John Foxx,
The Doors,
Inner City,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Crime,
Lightning Bolt,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Easy Going,
Moss Icon,
The Smiths,
Ultravox,
the Bar-Kays,
Spandau Ballet,
Joe Smooth,
New Age Steppers,
The Human League,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Golliwogs,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Wake,
Dark Day,
Underground Resistance,
Barry Ungar,
Sound Behaviour,
EPMD,
Warren Ellis,
Sugar Minott,
Stetsasonic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kaleidoscope,
Khruangbin,
X-101,
The Evens,
Soft Machine,
Roy Ayers,
Drive Like Jehu,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.