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 Colombia and from Glasgow.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 synthesizer 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 The Misunderstood to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Mr. Review. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Procol Harum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lower 48,
Make Up,
Talk Talk,
Easy Going,
The Cure,
The Grass Roots,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lebanon Hanover,
the Soft Cell,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Arcadia,
Buzzcocks,
The Five Americans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fugazi,
Carl Craig,
Rites of Spring,
PIL,
Electric Prunes,
The Durutti Column,
Sandy B,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Suburban Knight,
DJ Style,
Icehouse,
Thee Headcoats,
Roxy Music,
Lalo Schifrin,
Swell Maps,
Black Flag,
Stockholm Monsters,
Janne Schatter,
Todd Rundgren,
Moebius,
Stiv Bators,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sam Rivers,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Liliput,
Ponytail,
Reuben Wilson,
Yusef Lateef,
Judy Mowatt,
The Last Poets,
Curtis Mayfield,
Funkadelic,
Nas,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Move,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Echospace,
David Bowie,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Letta Mbulu,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Joy Division,
Metal Thangz,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.