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 Somalia and from Portland.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Warsaw to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ituana,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Rod Modell,
Echospace,
KRS-One,
Roxette,
Sonic Youth,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Junior Murvin,
Khruangbin,
Groovy Waters,
The Fuzztones,
the Swans,
Absolute Body Control,
the Normal,
Unrelated Segments,
Stiv Bators,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Intrusion,
Dave Gahan,
10cc,
Reagan Youth,
Porter Ricks,
The Count Five,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Deadbeat,
Flamin' Groovies,
Carl Craig,
The Fire Engines,
Adolescents,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ornette Coleman,
Nik Kershaw,
Silicon Teens,
Grey Daturas,
Sun Ra,
Funky Four + One,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Motorama,
Newcleus,
Kaleidoscope,
Colin Newman,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ossler,
Johnny Osbourne,
Brass Construction,
Skaos,
Blossom Toes,
Albert Ayler,
Alison Limerick,
Soulsonic Force,
Delon & Dalcan,
Grauzone,
The Sonics,
Hasil Adkins,
Country Teasers,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gang of Four,
Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks.
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.