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 Honduras and from Copenhagen.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sad Lovers and Giants 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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
Judy Mowatt,
Piero Umiliani,
Bobby Sherman,
Monolake,
Josef K,
Average White Band,
Pole,
The Leaves,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gang Gang Dance,
Joe Smooth,
China Crisis,
Swans,
Royal Trux,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
World's Most,
Eric Dolphy,
Icehouse,
Youth Brigade,
Lee Hazlewood,
Agent Orange,
Dorothy Ashby,
One Last Wish,
Dawn Penn,
Camberwell Now,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Velvet Underground,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Urselle,
Magma,
Rapeman,
Animal Collective,
U.S. Maple,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bootsy Collins,
June of 44,
Sam Rivers,
Minor Threat,
Easy Going,
Bang On A Can,
The Kinks,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Flipper,
KRS-One,
Curtis Mayfield,
June Days,
Rhythm & Sound,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Sonics,
Faraquet,
Minnie Riperton,
The Fuzztones,
Radio Birdman,
Black Flag,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rites of Spring,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
DNA,
The Fire Engines,
Second Layer,
Sugar Minott,
Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians.
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.