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 Ghana and from Bologna.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Mighty Diamonds to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
The Knickerbockers,
Mark Hollis,
Morten Harket,
James White and The Blacks,
Neil Young,
John Holt,
The Dead C,
Hasil Adkins,
EPMD,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Metal Thangz,
Q65,
Warren Ellis,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Harpers Bizarre,
Chris Corsano,
Public Image Ltd.,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Khruangbin,
Black Moon,
Scion,
The Sound,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Joy Division,
Steve Hackett,
Sarah Menescal,
Black Bananas,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ohio Players,
Pole,
The Wake,
The Smoke,
Mars,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gong,
Yusef Lateef,
Bob Dylan,
Skarface,
Charles Mingus,
Public Enemy,
Rites of Spring,
F. McDonald,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pere Ubu,
Agitation Free,
ABBA,
The Martian,
Moss Icon,
The Cowsills,
Nils Olav,
Intrusion,
Black Sheep,
Funkadelic,
KRS-One,
Ronnie Foster,
Average White Band,
Althea and Donna,
Fatback Band,
Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.
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.