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 Liechtenstein and from Winnipeg.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Mission of Burma to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
PIL,
June Days,
Jandek,
Chrome,
The Dave Clark Five,
The J.B.'s,
Sixth Finger,
Desert Stars,
Lightning Bolt,
Black Sheep,
Pulsallama,
Basic Channel,
Unwound,
Wolf Eyes,
Zapp,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ultravox,
The Last Poets,
Johnny Osbourne,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Soft Machine,
Jeru the Damaja,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
A Certain Ratio,
The United States of America,
Infiniti,
Flash Fearless,
Hardrive,
Brand Nubian,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lyres,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Todd Terry,
Donald Byrd,
One Last Wish,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gang of Four,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Dirtbombs,
Donny Hathaway,
Gang Starr,
Marcia Griffiths,
Brothers Johnson,
Lou Reed,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rites of Spring,
Lower 48,
Pylon,
Swell Maps,
Laurel Aitken,
Moebius,
Marine Girls,
Ponytail,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Dead C,
Iggy Pop,
Rotary Connection,
Soulsonic Force,
Glenn Branca,
Qualms, Qualms, Qualms, Qualms.
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.