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 Solomon Islands and from Woodstock.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 James Chance & The Contortions 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 Glenn Branca. All the underground hits.
All Throbbing Gristle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jawbox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brick,
Roxy Music,
The Skatalites,
Eric Copeland,
Rosa Yemen,
Hoover,
The Blackbyrds,
Nas,
Cheater Slicks,
Index,
The Fall,
Japan,
Dorothy Ashby,
Archie Shepp,
R.M.O.,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Magazine,
Pharoah Sanders,
Basic Channel,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Shoche,
Isaac Hayes,
Gong,
Jeff Lynne,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Todd Rundgren,
Shuggie Otis,
Public Enemy,
Bill Near,
Stockholm Monsters,
Soft Cell,
Depeche Mode,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Fortunes,
UT,
The Seeds,
The Searchers,
Boredoms,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Essential Logic,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Letta Mbulu,
Jandek,
Henry Cow,
Brothers Johnson,
Rod Modell,
Interpol,
Terry Callier,
T.S.O.L.,
Oblivians,
Mission of Burma,
Tres Demented,
Mandrill,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Make Up,
The Real Kids,
Eve St. Jones,
Scan 7,
the Germs,
Moby Grape,
The Associates,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.