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 Fiji 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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the marimba 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 Arab on Radar to the funk 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 Bang On A Can. All the underground hits.
All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
New Age Steppers,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Beau Brummels,
Harmonia,
Pantaleimon,
Arthur Verocai,
Lungfish,
Wally Richardson,
FM Einheit,
Funky Four + One,
Gerry Rafferty,
Derrick Morgan,
Blake Baxter,
The Wake,
Erykah Badu,
The Motions,
The Young Rascals,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Wolf Eyes,
Ralphi Rosario,
Soul Sonic Force,
Freddie Wadling,
Minutemen,
The Techniques,
The Sonics,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Byron Stingily,
Circle Jerks,
Mandrill,
Nirvana,
Grey Daturas,
Danielle Patucci,
Harpers Bizarre,
the Swans,
Pierre Henry,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Leaves,
Steve Hackett,
The Fortunes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Black Flag,
Khruangbin,
UT,
Darondo,
Patti Smith,
One Last Wish,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sandy B,
This Heat,
Vainqueur,
Von Mondo,
Easy Going,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Mojo Men,
the Slits,
Reuben Wilson,
Rufus Thomas,
The Searchers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu.
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.