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 Gabon and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Ken Boothe to the dance 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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sexual Harrassment record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stiv Bators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
48th St. Collective,
Easy Going,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Whodini,
Man Parrish,
Andrew Hill,
The Names,
Intrusion,
The Fuzztones,
Vainqueur,
Hoover,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Vladislav Delay,
Ultravox,
Niagra,
Arcadia,
Lucky Dragons,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Scientists,
Ronnie Foster,
Blake Baxter,
Jeff Mills,
Kevin Saunderson,
Oblivians,
Boz Scaggs,
Youth Brigade,
Bobby Byrd,
Skriet,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Can,
Joe Smooth,
R.M.O.,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Circle Jerks,
The Neon Judgement,
Guru Guru,
Glambeats Corp.,
Tim Buckley,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ponytail,
T.S.O.L.,
The Move,
The Index,
June Days,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Delta 5,
Bad Manners,
Bill Wells,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Monolake,
Duran Duran,
Crooked Eye,
In Retrospect,
Amazonics,
June of 44,
The Invisible,
Moebius,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Cheater Slicks,
The Real Kids,
Max Romeo,
the Association, the Association, the Association, the Association.
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.