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 Afghanistan and from Columbus.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tokyo.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Lee Hazlewood to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Popol Vuh 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
The Cramps,
Quadrant,
Niagra,
Kurtis Blow,
Can,
Lindisfarne,
8 Eyed Spy,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
UT,
The Raincoats,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eric B and Rakim,
Isaac Hayes,
Supertramp,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Marvin Gaye,
Cameo,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Velvet Underground,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rotary Connection,
Arcadia,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Slits,
Joensuu 1685,
The Neon Judgement,
The American Breed,
The Red Krayola,
48th St. Collective,
Radiohead,
Ituana,
Blake Baxter,
Easy Going,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Brass Construction,
R.M.O.,
Ossler,
Vladislav Delay,
Lower 48,
Fear,
Talk Talk,
Dennis Brown,
Nas,
Soft Cell,
Accadde A,
Scott Walker,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lou Reed,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Funky Four + One,
The Birthday Party,
The Fall,
Alton Ellis,
Ohio Players,
The Residents,
Surgeon,
Minny Pops,
Davy DMX,
Morten Harket,
The Music Machine,
Gichy Dan,
Lee Hazlewood,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.