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 Montenegro and from Accra.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All The Last Poets tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The New Christs,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Durutti Column,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lakeside,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Black Pus,
In Retrospect,
Rod Modell,
The Seeds,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Blackbyrds,
Shoche,
Clear Light,
Lee Hazlewood,
Charles Mingus,
Moby Grape,
Panda Bear,
Bill Wells,
Flipper,
Todd Rundgren,
Aswad,
The Standells,
Michelle Simonal,
The Shadows of Knight,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gerry Rafferty,
Joyce Sims,
Donald Byrd,
T.S.O.L.,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Red Krayola,
Lungfish,
Neil Young,
Marine Girls,
The Alarm Clocks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rapeman,
Delta 5,
Tears for Fears,
Sight & Sound,
X-101,
China Crisis,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
John Cale,
Outsiders,
Tropical Tobacco,
Livin' Joy,
Von Mondo,
Amazonics,
Groovy Waters,
The Slackers,
Theoretical Girls,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Dennis Brown,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Buckinghams,
Barry Ungar,
Scott Walker,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.