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 Senegal and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the punk 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 The Blackbyrds. All the underground hits.
All The Buckinghams tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amazonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
Flash Fearless,
Radiopuhelimet,
Fela Kuti,
Radiohead,
the Germs,
Yazoo,
Dead Boys,
Sarah Menescal,
Yusef Lateef,
Jimmy McGriff,
UT,
Eric Copeland,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joe Finger,
Spandau Ballet,
Fatback Band,
New Order,
Gong,
Ronnie Foster,
Talk Talk,
Glenn Branca,
cv313,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Fuzztones,
Urselle,
Lou Reed,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Mojo Men,
The Stooges,
Magma,
Smog,
The Gladiators,
Rites of Spring,
Boz Scaggs,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Youth Brigade,
Mars,
Hot Snakes,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ralphi Rosario,
Quando Quango,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ultra Naté,
Sight & Sound,
PIL,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Unwound,
The Misunderstood,
Reagan Youth,
Suicide,
Flamin' Groovies,
Inner City,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Nik Kershaw,
Lalann,
Sällskapet,
Max Romeo,
Charles Mingus,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.