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 Ethiopia and from Tehran.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the guitar 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 Echospace to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maurizio 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Unrelated Segments,
DJ Sneak,
The Sonics,
the Swans,
Hardrive,
Barrington Levy,
Pere Ubu,
Man Parrish,
The Modern Lovers,
Kas Product,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Q and Not U,
Skaos,
The Electric Prunes,
The Seeds,
Jawbox,
Tom Boy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ituana,
Model 500,
Gang Green,
B.T. Express,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Cybotron,
Joe Smooth,
Fluxion,
The Angels of Light,
Magma,
Theoretical Girls,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lower 48,
Sällskapet,
Spandau Ballet,
Panda Bear,
Blake Baxter,
Banda Bassotti,
Faust,
Grauzone,
the Human League,
Little Man,
Roger Hodgson,
MC5,
Severed Heads,
Lightning Bolt,
Mo-Dettes,
The Stooges,
Popol Vuh,
Pussy Galore,
OOIOO,
Stereo Dub,
The Dirtbombs,
Gang of Four,
Grandmaster Flash,
Judy Mowatt,
John Foxx,
Carl Craig,
the Sonics,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Suicide,
Alton Ellis,
Nas,
Marcia Griffiths,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.