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 Niger and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Knickerbockers to the jazz 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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Chris Corsano tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Derrick Morgan,
Toni Rubio,
Chrome,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ken Boothe,
This Heat,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Knickerbockers,
Spandau Ballet,
Moebius,
Jacques Brel,
Trumans Water,
The Mojo Men,
Sarah Menescal,
Chris & Cosey,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Joyce Sims,
Johnny Clarke,
Kerri Chandler,
Minor Threat,
Cybotron,
Barclay James Harvest,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Harmonia,
Lalo Schifrin,
Joensuu 1685,
The Vogues,
Silicon Teens,
The Victims,
Masters at Work,
Bobby Byrd,
Camberwell Now,
Carl Craig,
The Fuzztones,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Doobie Brothers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Erasure,
Ultravox,
Kool Moe Dee,
Supertramp,
Absolute Body Control,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
X-101,
Gang Starr,
The Names,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ronan,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Wire,
The Blues Magoos,
E-Dancer,
Procol Harum,
Warren Ellis,
Stereo Dub,
Animal Collective,
Royal Trux,
Flash Fearless,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.