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 Sierra Leone and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Bronski Beat to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Royal Trux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
Flamin' Groovies,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sight & Sound,
Heaven 17,
The Tremeloes,
Shuggie Otis,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Siglo XX,
Wally Richardson,
Guru Guru,
Kerrie Biddell,
Darondo,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Jimmy McGriff,
X-102,
The Modern Lovers,
Absolute Body Control,
Zero Boys,
Second Layer,
Stockholm Monsters,
Gang Gang Dance,
Motorama,
Anakelly,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Swans,
Jandek,
Deakin,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sällskapet,
Gang Starr,
The Trojans,
Sun Ra,
Visage,
Parry Music,
Byron Stingily,
Avey Tare,
The Residents,
The Skatalites,
The Gories,
The J.B.'s,
Barclay James Harvest,
Glambeats Corp.,
Organ,
Yazoo,
The Velvet Underground,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Wasted Youth,
OOIOO,
Sarah Menescal,
The Index,
Con Funk Shun,
R.M.O.,
Cal Tjader,
Jeff Lynne,
the Human League,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox.
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.