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 Guinea-Bissau and from Mexico City.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
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 The Kinks to the rock 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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Zeros record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Deepchord,
Morten Harket,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Surgeon,
Mark Hollis,
Silicon Teens,
Derrick Morgan,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Blackbyrds,
Leonard Cohen,
The Techniques,
Reuben Wilson,
Mantronix,
Aloha Tigers,
Television,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lalann,
June of 44,
The Monochrome Set,
Scientists,
Althea and Donna,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lakeside,
Bobby Womack,
Todd Rundgren,
Eric Copeland,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Human League,
Cybotron,
Scrapy,
Isaac Hayes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Heaven 17,
A Certain Ratio,
Dead Boys,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Joy Division,
Lee Hazlewood,
Can,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Minny Pops,
Kayak,
Absolute Body Control,
Ornette Coleman,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Circle Jerks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eden Ahbez,
Jawbox,
Schoolly D,
Josef K,
The Seeds,
Lightning Bolt,
Jerry's Kids,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
the Normal,
Crispy Ambulance,
Joe Finger,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.