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 Iran and from Manila.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo to the dance 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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Agitation Free,
The Zeros,
Pagans,
The Seeds,
The Sonics,
The Velvet Underground,
R.M.O.,
Stetsasonic,
Traffic Nightmare,
Nico,
Donny Hathaway,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
K-Klass,
Franke,
Yellowson,
Guru Guru,
Newcleus,
Radiopuhelimet,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Dead Boys,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sound Behaviour,
A Certain Ratio,
T.S.O.L.,
The Skatalites,
Danielle Patucci,
Eurythmics,
Eden Ahbez,
Piero Umiliani,
The Fire Engines,
Procol Harum,
Joyce Sims,
Slave,
Infiniti,
Animal Collective,
The Neon Judgement,
Delta 5,
Gang Green,
Archie Shepp,
Country Teasers,
Reuben Wilson,
Warren Ellis,
Public Enemy,
Gang of Four,
Robert Wyatt,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Trojans,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Last Poets,
Eli Mardock,
Groovy Waters,
Funky Four + One,
Alice Coltrane,
Delon & Dalcan,
KRS-One,
The Angels of Light,
The Birthday Party,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Chris Corsano,
Bill Near,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.