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 Cape Verde and from Mumbai.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Yaz to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Misunderstood,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Tremeloes,
Fugazi,
Lalo Schifrin,
Young Marble Giants,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sonic Youth,
David Bowie,
Aaron Thompson,
Boredoms,
Whodini,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Section 25,
The Walker Brothers,
Dead Boys,
Kerri Chandler,
John Cale,
Cal Tjader,
Mad Mike,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Peter & Gordon,
Groovy Waters,
U.S. Maple,
T.S.O.L.,
Joe Smooth,
Depeche Mode,
The Fortunes,
Connie Case,
New Order,
Fear,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Camouflage,
Spandau Ballet,
Ituana,
The Last Poets,
Sparks,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ice-T,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pole,
Motorama,
Yaz,
Arcadia,
The Mojo Men,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Evens,
Amazonics,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Wire,
MDC,
The Smoke,
The Fuzztones,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Basic Channel,
David McCallum,
Gang Gang Dance,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.