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 China and from Delhi.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 spring reverb 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 Radiohead to the funk 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gun Club record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
David Axelrod,
Reagan Youth,
Minor Threat,
Average White Band,
Subhumans,
Sonny Sharrock,
Parry Music,
The Walker Brothers,
Barrington Levy,
Sugar Minott,
Wire,
10cc,
Liliput,
Funkadelic,
Josef K,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sixth Finger,
kango's stein massive,
Boredoms,
Sun Ra,
Glenn Branca,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Slackers,
Procol Harum,
Donald Byrd,
Camberwell Now,
Glambeats Corp.,
Loose Ends,
Minutemen,
Nils Olav,
Kurtis Blow,
EPMD,
Trumans Water,
Basic Channel,
The Wake,
Gabor Szabo,
Hasil Adkins,
Amazonics,
Audionom,
Aural Exciters,
Yazoo,
The Zeros,
Lyres,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Slick Rick,
MDC,
Bill Near,
Jacques Brel,
Vladislav Delay,
The Golliwogs,
Warsaw,
Skarface,
Brand Nubian,
The Dirtbombs,
cv313,
John Foxx,
Wasted Youth,
the Slits,
The Saints,
The Fortunes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C.
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.