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 Sierra Leone and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Harmonia to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Radio Birdman,
Minny Pops,
Sixth Finger,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Curtis Mayfield,
Deadbeat,
Eric Dolphy,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
D'Angelo,
Tropical Tobacco,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Barbara Tucker,
Suburban Knight,
Organ,
Wally Richardson,
John Coltrane,
Bob Dylan,
Lyres,
Sällskapet,
Guru Guru,
Hashim,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ossler,
PIL,
The Move,
the Normal,
Peter & Gordon,
Skriet,
B.T. Express,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Maurizio,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Mark Hollis,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Pop Group,
Scion,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lou Reed,
Iggy Pop,
Neu!,
Albert Ayler,
The New Christs,
Rod Modell,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
JFA,
Fatback Band,
Sonic Youth,
Hoover,
The Raincoats,
Harry Pussy,
Shoche,
Minnie Riperton,
Audionom,
Goldenarms,
Susan Cadogan,
X-Ray Spex,
Nas,
Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans.
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.