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 Taiwan and from Sao Paulo.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Massinfluence 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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rod Modell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Saints,
Suburban Knight,
Joe Finger,
Country Teasers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Roxette,
Derrick May,
Groovy Waters,
Underground Resistance,
The Dave Clark Five,
Avey Tare,
Pole,
Schoolly D,
Charles Mingus,
John Coltrane,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Offenders,
Roxy Music,
Vladislav Delay,
Gabor Szabo,
JFA,
Magma,
Basic Channel,
Cybotron,
the Soft Cell,
Loose Ends,
Lucky Dragons,
Letta Mbulu,
The Beau Brummels,
UT,
Ken Boothe,
Section 25,
The Toasters,
Tomorrow,
The Kinks,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Brand Nubian,
The Cowsills,
Sister Nancy,
Gong,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Janne Schatter,
Lakeside,
Black Flag,
Fear,
The Human League,
Joensuu 1685,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ronnie Foster,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rakim,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Soft Machine,
The Vogues,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Liliput,
Sonny Sharrock,
Max Romeo,
Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre.
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.