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 Germany and from Lyon.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Sun City Girls to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donald Byrd,
Michelle Simonal,
Mission of Burma,
Pole,
Marvin Gaye,
Smog,
Terry Callier,
Dark Day,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Black Pus,
The Victims,
Brass Construction,
KRS-One,
The Beau Brummels,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sex Pistols,
Icehouse,
Barbara Tucker,
F. McDonald,
Eli Mardock,
Minnie Riperton,
Maleditus Sound,
Bobby Hutcherson,
David McCallum,
The Seeds,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kevin Saunderson,
Max Romeo,
Ultimate Spinach,
Nico,
Mantronix,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
In Retrospect,
Panda Bear,
Flash Fearless,
Mark Hollis,
Eric Dolphy,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Todd Terry,
The Shadows of Knight,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lucky Dragons,
Y Pants,
Niagra,
Ornette Coleman,
The Five Americans,
the Fania All-Stars,
Leonard Cohen,
Suicide,
Shuggie Otis,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Erasure,
The Techniques,
The Wake,
Royal Trux,
Junior Murvin,
Clear Light,
The Invisible,
Nils Olav,
Pierre Henry,
Severed Heads,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.