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 Sudan and from Woodstock.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the organ 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 Zero Boys to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fugazi record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Visage,
Quantec,
Guru Guru,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Sonics,
David McCallum,
Moss Icon,
The Invisible,
Lalo Schifrin,
Big Daddy Kane,
Glambeats Corp.,
Porter Ricks,
The Moleskins,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Amazonics,
Con Funk Shun,
Barrington Levy,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sarah Menescal,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Deepchord,
Tom Boy,
Youth Brigade,
Lindisfarne,
Bob Dylan,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Cameo,
Tears for Fears,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
T. Rex,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gang Green,
Robert Hood,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Zero Boys,
Anthony Braxton,
Inner City,
Q and Not U,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bootsy Collins,
Basic Channel,
Lou Christie,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Electric Prunes,
The Blues Magoos,
Japan,
Y Pants,
Terrestrial Tones,
Pet Shop Boys,
kango's stein massive,
Unwound,
Aaron Thompson,
Fluxion,
The Alarm Clocks,
Audionom,
Delta 5,
Peter and Kerry,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Aural Exciters,
June of 44,
Bluetip,
Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo.
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.