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 Paraguay and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 sitar 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 Clear Light to the rock 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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sandy B,
Fear,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sun City Girls,
Panda Bear,
The Associates,
Kool Moe Dee,
Soulsonic Force,
Barrington Levy,
The Buckinghams,
Delta 5,
Japan,
Piero Umiliani,
Alton Ellis,
The Sonics,
Joe Smooth,
the Fania All-Stars,
John Foxx,
Juan Atkins,
Metal Thangz,
Boz Scaggs,
Minor Threat,
The Names,
The Neon Judgement,
Eurythmics,
The Misunderstood,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gang of Four,
Loose Ends,
James White and The Blacks,
Half Japanese,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Animal Collective,
Sun Ra,
Skriet,
Faraquet,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Birthday Party,
The Raincoats,
B.T. Express,
Banda Bassotti,
Zapp,
Aswad,
The Tremeloes,
The Fuzztones,
Tomorrow,
Fort Wilson Riot,
48th St. Collective,
Radiohead,
Symarip,
Man Parrish,
Blossom Toes,
Wasted Youth,
Nation of Ulysses,
Rakim,
Matthew Halsall,
The Moleskins,
Little Man,
The Alarm Clocks,
DJ Sneak,
Warren Ellis,
Interpol,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.