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 Bahamas and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 synthesizer 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 Lakeside to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gian Franco Pienzio. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sandy B record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hardrive,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Skarface,
Wasted Youth,
Brick,
Suburban Knight,
Gil Scott Heron,
Mission of Burma,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Outsiders,
the Germs,
Tommy Roe,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The American Breed,
The Zeros,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Altered Images,
Ronnie Foster,
The Shadows of Knight,
Arab on Radar,
T.S.O.L.,
Interpol,
John Foxx,
B.T. Express,
Quantec,
Au Pairs,
the Fania All-Stars,
Delta 5,
Byron Stingily,
The Angels of Light,
Organ,
Sound Behaviour,
Reagan Youth,
Ultra Naté,
OOIOO,
Eden Ahbez,
Marmalade,
The Fall,
Michelle Simonal,
Hoover,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Malaria!,
Josef K,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bobby Womack,
Vladislav Delay,
Howard Jones,
Joe Smooth,
Peter and Kerry,
Neil Young,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Patti Smith,
Goldenarms,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Warren Ellis,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Joy Division,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.