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 Malawi and from Taipei.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 Gichy Dan to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Aswad,
Carl Craig,
Ohio Players,
Public Enemy,
Quadrant,
The Moleskins,
Minnie Riperton,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Radiohead,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Flipper,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Animal Collective,
Brick,
The Music Machine,
Echospace,
Quando Quango,
Todd Rundgren,
Organ,
Mantronix,
June Days,
Das Ding,
Reuben Wilson,
Bobby Hutcherson,
kango's stein massive,
Ponytail,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Offenders,
Unwound,
Shoche,
E-Dancer,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Five Americans,
Accadde A,
Scrapy,
Donny Hathaway,
Rufus Thomas,
Spoonie Gee,
Gang Green,
Piero Umiliani,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Franke,
The Monochrome Set,
The Skatalites,
Arab on Radar,
Radiopuhelimet,
The American Breed,
Bang On A Can,
Faraquet,
Eric Dolphy,
Lucky Dragons,
CMW,
John Lydon,
Danielle Patucci,
Motorama,
Jacques Brel,
Fela Kuti,
Soft Cell,
Whodini,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
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.