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 the UAE and from Paris.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 rhodes 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 Peter & Gordon to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cymande,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Fuzztones,
Steve Hackett,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Todd Rundgren,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fear,
Lungfish,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Joyce Sims,
Matthew Halsall,
Scrapy,
Sonny Sharrock,
David McCallum,
ABC,
Das Ding,
The Monks,
World's Most,
Mad Mike,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Fat Boys,
Lou Christie,
Byron Stingily,
Swell Maps,
Sugar Minott,
The Offenders,
Ossler,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Boogie Down Productions,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Audionom,
Minutemen,
Clear Light,
Alison Limerick,
The Zeros,
Bluetip,
The Electric Prunes,
Thompson Twins,
Country Teasers,
Little Man,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Saints,
Blossom Toes,
Roger Hodgson,
a-ha,
Black Sheep,
The Move,
Monks,
Liliput,
Janne Schatter,
The Stooges,
Chrome,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Faust,
Jacob Miller,
Average White Band,
Wally Richardson,
DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak.
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.