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 Australia and from Bremen.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Standells to the punk 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 David Bowie. All the underground hits.
All Model 500 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Durutti Column record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gabor Szabo,
Ultravox,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Dead C,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Gladiators,
Surgeon,
Stockholm Monsters,
Cecil Taylor,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Residents,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Godley & Creme,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Talk Talk,
This Heat,
The Blackbyrds,
Lou Christie,
Yellowson,
Andrew Hill,
Japan,
L. Decosne,
kango's stein massive,
Minor Threat,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Grey Daturas,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Juan Atkins,
Accadde A,
Tommy Roe,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
MC5,
The Zeros,
PIL,
The Fortunes,
The J.B.'s,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
David Bowie,
David Axelrod,
Slick Rick,
Eurythmics,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Crime,
The Stooges,
Mark Hollis,
Dead Boys,
Babytalk,
T. Rex,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Q and Not U,
China Crisis,
Minny Pops,
Camberwell Now,
Rakim,
The Angels of Light,
Erykah Badu,
Matthew Halsall,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.