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 Bulgaria and from Manchester.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the 808 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 Chocolate Watch Band to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Sherman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
Ohio Players,
Scion,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Crispian St. Peters,
Heaven 17,
Marine Girls,
Chris Corsano,
The Five Americans,
UT,
Faraquet,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Music Machine,
Peter and Kerry,
Mars,
Moby Grape,
Sam Rivers,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kenny Larkin,
The J.B.'s,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pagans,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
the Germs,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Skaos,
Bobby Byrd,
Flash Fearless,
Nirvana,
Basic Channel,
Jawbox,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Index,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Thee Headcoats,
Newcleus,
The Selecter,
Audionom,
The Monochrome Set,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Radiopuhelimet,
Barrington Levy,
The Evens,
Infiniti,
The Invisible,
Arab on Radar,
Graham Central Station,
The Flesh Eaters,
Fela Kuti,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bluetip,
The Fortunes,
Negative Approach,
Reagan Youth,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Eli Mardock,
Mad Mike,
The Gladiators,
Schoolly D,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.