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 Croatia and from Woodstock.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Manchester.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the techno 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 The Stooges. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dead Boys,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Easy Going,
Loose Ends,
Basic Channel,
Black Flag,
Youth Brigade,
The Blackbyrds,
the Association,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Traffic Nightmare,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Roy Ayers,
UT,
Electric Prunes,
Minor Threat,
Sugar Minott,
Technova,
Main Source,
R.M.O.,
Supertramp,
Agitation Free,
June Days,
Soft Machine,
Eddi Front,
The Velvet Underground,
The Remains,
Minny Pops,
Ohio Players,
Pulsallama,
Quando Quango,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lou Christie,
Andrew Hill,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Dead C,
The Mojo Men,
Trumans Water,
Von Mondo,
Khruangbin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Byron Stingily,
Aaron Thompson,
Wasted Youth,
The Techniques,
The Human League,
John Lydon,
The Moody Blues,
Deakin,
Fatback Band,
Lucky Dragons,
The Fall,
Harpers Bizarre,
Wally Richardson,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Pretty Things,
Duran Duran,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.