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 Belgium and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Youth Brigade 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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Moebius,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
F. McDonald,
New York Dolls,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lebanon Hanover,
Harpers Bizarre,
Camberwell Now,
Von Mondo,
Khruangbin,
Eric Dolphy,
Crash Course in Science,
10cc,
MC5,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Minutemen,
Junior Murvin,
Crooked Eye,
Joensuu 1685,
Country Joe & The Fish,
David Bowie,
Brand Nubian,
The Raincoats,
Pagans,
Robert Wyatt,
Rod Modell,
Black Flag,
Stockholm Monsters,
The United States of America,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gang of Four,
Joey Negro,
Radiopuhelimet,
Marmalade,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Slackers,
Duran Duran,
Echospace,
Bang On A Can,
The Knickerbockers,
Parry Music,
Y Pants,
Shuggie Otis,
E-Dancer,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Misunderstood,
Al Stewart,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lyres,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Juan Atkins,
The Associates,
Albert Ayler,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Chris & Cosey,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Fuzztones,
Chrome,
Piero Umiliani,
Leonard Cohen,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.