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 Ivory Coast and from Calgary.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 The Cowsills to the techno 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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ice-T record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Throbbing Gristle,
Grey Daturas,
The Monks,
Marcia Griffiths,
Maleditus Sound,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Junior Murvin,
Josef K,
Connie Case,
the Swans,
Zapp,
Morten Harket,
Reagan Youth,
Vainqueur,
Scientists,
Can,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Mandrill,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ultravox,
Section 25,
Sam Rivers,
Scratch Acid,
Pierre Henry,
Magma,
Panda Bear,
Flash Fearless,
Matthew Bourne,
Popol Vuh,
Moby Grape,
The Residents,
Faraquet,
Groovy Waters,
The Slits,
Avey Tare,
Yellowson,
Stereo Dub,
The Fall,
B.T. Express,
Public Image Ltd.,
Johnny Osbourne,
DJ Sneak,
Sarah Menescal,
PIL,
Eric Copeland,
Kool Moe Dee,
Cameo,
Barbara Tucker,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Theoretical Girls,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Raincoats,
Banda Bassotti,
Radiohead,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.