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 Marshall Islands and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 chamberlin 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 Hashim to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terrestrial Tones 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
Wally Richardson,
Erasure,
Gang Gang Dance,
Half Japanese,
Sister Nancy,
Erykah Badu,
Fatback Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Five Americans,
Althea and Donna,
Chris Corsano,
The Residents,
Jandek,
The Names,
Hasil Adkins,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Trumans Water,
Zero Boys,
Spoonie Gee,
The Invisible,
Lower 48,
Unrelated Segments,
Charles Mingus,
E-Dancer,
Henry Cow,
Youth Brigade,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Groovy Waters,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Remains,
10cc,
LL Cool J,
DJ Sneak,
The Slits,
Toni Rubio,
Television Personalities,
Jeru the Damaja,
Barclay James Harvest,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Fortunes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Excepter,
The Blackbyrds,
Moby Grape,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Black Moon,
Harry Pussy,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sixth Finger,
The Modern Lovers,
Peter and Kerry,
Cymande,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Faraquet,
Scratch Acid,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Soul Sonic Force,
Intrusion,
Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi.
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.