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 Honduras and from Tokyo.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Pere Ubu to the jazz 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 John Holt. All the underground hits.
All The Busters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Anthony Braxton,
Royal Trux,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Nas,
Soft Cell,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Nick Fraelich,
The Real Kids,
the Bar-Kays,
Severed Heads,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Buckinghams,
DJ Style,
The Human League,
Delta 5,
Black Flag,
Ossler,
The Mummies,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Neon Judgement,
Audionom,
Maleditus Sound,
Symarip,
Andrew Hill,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Faraquet,
Faust,
Fad Gadget,
Dual Sessions,
Jeff Mills,
Moss Icon,
The Young Rascals,
L. Decosne,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Qualms,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Spandau Ballet,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gang Gang Dance,
Porter Ricks,
Arthur Verocai,
Peter and Kerry,
T. Rex,
Dark Day,
Donny Hathaway,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bluetip,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Barrington Levy,
Sugar Minott,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Throbbing Gristle,
Todd Terry,
Isaac Hayes,
The Leaves,
Steve Hackett,
June Days,
David McCallum,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Joey Negro,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.