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 Korea South and from London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Can to the grime 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 Crash Course in Science. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T.S.O.L. 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lungfish,
Brothers Johnson,
Monks,
Michelle Simonal,
Nirvana,
Duran Duran,
Pantytec,
Magma,
Wally Richardson,
The Zeros,
The Human League,
Leonard Cohen,
Young Marble Giants,
The Raincoats,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Music Machine,
Peter & Gordon,
Soulsonic Force,
Schoolly D,
Barbara Tucker,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Move,
The Durutti Column,
Howard Jones,
Suburban Knight,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Moebius,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Peter and Kerry,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Fortunes,
Iggy Pop,
Soul II Soul,
Mars,
Altered Images,
Ice-T,
L. Decosne,
The Beau Brummels,
OOIOO,
The Monochrome Set,
The Golliwogs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bootsy Collins,
Scan 7,
The J.B.'s,
EPMD,
Pagans,
the Soft Cell,
James White and The Blacks,
Wings,
Audionom,
Guru Guru,
Cecil Taylor,
The Evens,
John Lydon,
Nick Fraelich,
Japan,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.