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 Kiribati and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Spokane.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Tubeway Army 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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Wally Richardson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June Days record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
8 Eyed Spy,
Shuggie Otis,
Tomorrow,
Con Funk Shun,
Pulsallama,
ABBA,
Amon Düül II,
Iggy Pop,
Ice-T,
Blake Baxter,
Ten City,
Laurel Aitken,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ultra Naté,
The Cure,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Soulsonic Force,
Jacques Brel,
K-Klass,
David McCallum,
Kenny Larkin,
Don Cherry,
Essential Logic,
Minutemen,
Marvin Gaye,
Sonny Sharrock,
Fear,
T. Rex,
Aural Exciters,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
PIL,
New Order,
Traffic Nightmare,
Barclay James Harvest,
Skaos,
Kerri Chandler,
F. McDonald,
Delta 5,
Vladislav Delay,
Cal Tjader,
Idris Muhammad,
In Retrospect,
Tres Demented,
Technova,
The Fuzztones,
Interpol,
Crash Course in Science,
The Trojans,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
UT,
Bob Dylan,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Erasure,
MC5,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
a-ha,
AZ,
Althea and Donna,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Yusef Lateef,
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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.