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 Sweden 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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
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 Blossom Toes to the punk 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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Smog record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sällskapet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Todd Terry,
Ralphi Rosario,
Desert Stars,
The Monochrome Set,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rufus Thomas,
Infiniti,
Swans,
The Dave Clark Five,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Delta 5,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scott Walker,
Tears for Fears,
OOIOO,
June of 44,
Cheater Slicks,
Minutemen,
The Wake,
Grey Daturas,
Fat Boys,
Sister Nancy,
Electric Prunes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Shuggie Otis,
Dennis Brown,
Pet Shop Boys,
K-Klass,
Chris & Cosey,
Grauzone,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Scratch Acid,
DJ Sneak,
Dave Gahan,
Eli Mardock,
Junior Murvin,
ABBA,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Roy Ayers,
The Knickerbockers,
Cymande,
Cameo,
AZ,
Crooked Eye,
Sonic Youth,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bobby Womack,
Colin Newman,
Bad Manners,
The Leaves,
Oblivians,
Faust,
Carl Craig,
Matthew Bourne,
The Sound,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Bar-Kays,
Sun City Girls,
10cc,
The Evens,
Circle Jerks,
The Count Five,
Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins.
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.