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 San Marino and from Salvador.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba 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 Warsaw to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Howard Jones,
Con Funk Shun,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Television,
Brick,
Nirvana,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Scrapy,
Dave Gahan,
Supertramp,
Whodini,
Eve St. Jones,
Cal Tjader,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kurtis Blow,
Derrick May,
Hasil Adkins,
Peter & Gordon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Scientists,
Trumans Water,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eden Ahbez,
Television Personalities,
The Wake,
Moss Icon,
Technova,
The Move,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Country Teasers,
Donald Byrd,
Simply Red,
Erasure,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Q and Not U,
Crime,
The Pop Group,
Barbara Tucker,
Loose Ends,
The Electric Prunes,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Alison Limerick,
Warsaw,
the Fania All-Stars,
Charles Mingus,
John Holt,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sex Pistols,
The Trojans,
Rotary Connection,
Piero Umiliani,
Bobby Byrd,
Neil Young,
Gichy Dan,
Ossler,
Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.
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.