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 Suriname and from Glasgow.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Columbus.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
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 Pussy Galore to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish 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 grime 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 snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Don Cherry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Circle Jerks,
the Germs,
Cameo,
Bill Near,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kayak,
8 Eyed Spy,
Tommy Roe,
One Last Wish,
The Young Rascals,
Crooked Eye,
Jesper Dahlback,
LL Cool J,
Neil Young,
La Düsseldorf,
Chris Corsano,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Hardrive,
The Leaves,
Jawbox,
Shuggie Otis,
Pole,
Siglo XX,
Robert Hood,
Soft Cell,
Traffic Nightmare,
X-102,
Althea and Donna,
Ohio Players,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Toni Rubio,
Young Marble Giants,
David Bowie,
Agitation Free,
Danielle Patucci,
FM Einheit,
Deakin,
Newcleus,
Basic Channel,
Ornette Coleman,
Silicon Teens,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Junior Murvin,
Aloha Tigers,
Excepter,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Simply Red,
The Associates,
James White and The Blacks,
Fear,
Icehouse,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Piero Umiliani,
Mark Hollis,
The Invisible,
The Birthday Party,
Erykah Badu,
The Electric Prunes,
Sarah Menescal,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.