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 Mauritius and from Madrid.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Khruangbin to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sonics,
Nick Fraelich,
Davy DMX,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Derrick Morgan,
The Fire Engines,
Fear,
Echospace,
The Fugs,
MDC,
Kerri Chandler,
kango's stein massive,
La Düsseldorf,
Rosa Yemen,
Ornette Coleman,
The Velvet Underground,
The Barracudas,
Nas,
The Buckinghams,
Hot Snakes,
Letta Mbulu,
Los Fastidios,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Zero Boys,
The Saints,
Michelle Simonal,
Swell Maps,
Danielle Patucci,
Simply Red,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Aswad,
Brass Construction,
Rites of Spring,
Average White Band,
The Monochrome Set,
Can,
Ossler,
Electric Prunes,
Eve St. Jones,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Circle Jerks,
James White and The Blacks,
Shuggie Otis,
Leonard Cohen,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fugazi,
Swans,
the Association,
Scan 7,
This Heat,
Mars,
Godley & Creme,
Metal Thangz,
The Gladiators,
the Germs,
Andrew Hill,
Howard Jones,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.