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 Andorra and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Black Flag to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Selector Dub Narcotic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terry Callier,
Marmalade,
Carl Craig,
DNA,
Bill Wells,
Minny Pops,
Bauhaus,
Isaac Hayes,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Dawn Penn,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Real Kids,
Popol Vuh,
Brass Construction,
Vainqueur,
Pantytec,
John Holt,
Ohio Players,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sonic Youth,
Sight & Sound,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Television,
Guru Guru,
The Barracudas,
Thee Headcoats,
Ice-T,
Schoolly D,
The Standells,
Sun City Girls,
Brick,
Skriet,
Rotary Connection,
Dead Boys,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Joyce Sims,
Country Teasers,
Toni Rubio,
Tropical Tobacco,
the Swans,
Intrusion,
D'Angelo,
Curtis Mayfield,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Normal,
The Gap Band,
Anthony Braxton,
Crooked Eye,
Jerry's Kids,
The Saints,
Jandek,
The Velvet Underground,
The Motions,
Sister Nancy,
Mad Mike,
Bluetip,
The Raincoats,
Animal Collective,
Chris & Cosey,
the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays.
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.