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 Ecuador and from Mumbai.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Erasure to the punk 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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pretty Things record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Marmalade,
DJ Style,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Panda Bear,
Letta Mbulu,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Symarip,
Saccharine Trust,
Kayak,
Junior Murvin,
Fugazi,
Bobby Womack,
Eddi Front,
Thompson Twins,
Jesper Dahlback,
Banda Bassotti,
Ten City,
Stockholm Monsters,
Deadbeat,
Ponytail,
Organ,
Slick Rick,
Brand Nubian,
Radio Birdman,
Bluetip,
Kenny Larkin,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lalann,
Harmonia,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Urselle,
The Slackers,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pierre Henry,
Drexciya,
The Techniques,
Carl Craig,
JFA,
Popol Vuh,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Beau Brummels,
Monolake,
Underground Resistance,
Tommy Roe,
Bobby Byrd,
Hoover,
Erasure,
Babytalk,
Janne Schatter,
Eden Ahbez,
Agitation Free,
David Axelrod,
Sight & Sound,
Oneida,
The Barracudas,
Ultra Naté,
Fad Gadget,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The New Christs,
Nik Kershaw,
Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith.
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.