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 Sri Lanka and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Associates to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Model 500 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fortunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Hill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sun Ra,
Barry Ungar,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Black Sheep,
Chrome,
Main Source,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Piero Umiliani,
Pagans,
The Durutti Column,
Reagan Youth,
Lou Reed,
Guru Guru,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sugar Minott,
The Golliwogs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Brothers Johnson,
Isaac Hayes,
Procol Harum,
The Dead C,
Magma,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Boz Scaggs,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ornette Coleman,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Monolake,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Connie Case,
Hashim,
Ken Boothe,
Tommy Roe,
Panda Bear,
Howard Jones,
The Kinks,
New Age Steppers,
Kool Moe Dee,
Siglo XX,
Duran Duran,
The Moleskins,
Deadbeat,
Massinfluence,
E-Dancer,
Bad Manners,
Rufus Thomas,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Graham Central Station,
Negative Approach,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Yellowson,
Dual Sessions,
Marmalade,
Pere Ubu,
The Young Rascals,
The Busters,
The Fortunes,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sällskapet,
Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B.
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.