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 Namibia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the 808 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 Tommy Roe to the techno 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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Spoonie Gee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Quantec,
Archie Shepp,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sällskapet,
Bill Near,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Searchers,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Shadows of Knight,
Easy Going,
Jandek,
Yellowson,
Johnny Clarke,
The Evens,
Can,
Bang On A Can,
Saccharine Trust,
Groovy Waters,
One Last Wish,
World's Most,
The Victims,
Andrew Hill,
Rekid,
Goldenarms,
The Saints,
The Motions,
The Standells,
Derrick May,
Sarah Menescal,
Chris Corsano,
Peter & Gordon,
Oneida,
Pussy Galore,
Mars,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Moebius,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gang Starr,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Excepter,
Crooked Eye,
Rosa Yemen,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ossler,
The Gap Band,
Aural Exciters,
Deadbeat,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Faust,
Johnny Osbourne,
Zapp,
Alison Limerick,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sixth Finger,
T.S.O.L.,
Jerry's Kids,
Reuben Wilson,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
the Germs, the Germs, the Germs, the Germs.
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.