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 Mexico and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Leonard Cohen to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Drive Like Jehu. All the underground hits.
All The Golliwogs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kayak,
The Slits,
cv313,
Lalo Schifrin,
Fad Gadget,
John Coltrane,
K-Klass,
Blancmange,
FM Einheit,
John Cale,
Buzzcocks,
Young Marble Giants,
Royal Trux,
Infiniti,
The Doobie Brothers,
Davy DMX,
Bob Dylan,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gil Scott Heron,
E-Dancer,
Clear Light,
Jerry's Kids,
Wally Richardson,
Andrew Hill,
Jerry Gold Smith,
New Order,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Public Image Ltd.,
World's Most,
The Moleskins,
Wolf Eyes,
Tom Boy,
The Misunderstood,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Fall,
Ice-T,
Loose Ends,
Roy Ayers,
Althea and Donna,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Marcia Griffiths,
Flipper,
Delon & Dalcan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Arab on Radar,
Dawn Penn,
Urselle,
The Move,
Roxy Music,
The Monochrome Set,
Eric B and Rakim,
Agitation Free,
Crime,
Country Teasers,
The Electric Prunes,
Gichy Dan,
Saccharine Trust,
Brand Nubian,
Avey Tare,
The Gories,
Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going.
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.