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 Liberia and from Tehran.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 chamberlin 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the electroclash 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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Move record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Fania All-Stars,
New Age Steppers,
Robert Wyatt,
Piero Umiliani,
Deadbeat,
Mr. Review,
Zero Boys,
Von Mondo,
Eddi Front,
The Move,
Kurtis Blow,
The Blackbyrds,
Joey Negro,
U.S. Maple,
Lalann,
Khruangbin,
E-Dancer,
Pulsallama,
Crooked Eye,
Prince Buster,
Mars,
Bill Near,
Darondo,
Deepchord,
Bob Dylan,
Half Japanese,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Excepter,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lee Hazlewood,
Negative Approach,
Bobby Sherman,
Roxette,
Henry Cow,
The Smoke,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
kango's stein massive,
The Vogues,
Fad Gadget,
Chrome,
Black Flag,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
World's Most,
Quadrant,
The Saints,
Al Stewart,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Camouflage,
Gabor Szabo,
R.M.O.,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Carl Craig,
Television Personalities,
Underground Resistance,
Ituana,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Names,
The Happenings,
MC5,
The Selecter,
Smog,
Newcleus,
Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs.
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.