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 Niger and from Johannesburg.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tehran.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Glenn Branca to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Detroit Cobras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pierre Henry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Black Moon,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
a-ha,
T. Rex,
Section 25,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Amon Düül II,
Faust,
The Skatalites,
John Lydon,
Don Cherry,
kango's stein massive,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Charles Mingus,
Jawbox,
Tubeway Army,
La Düsseldorf,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pylon,
Urselle,
Crispian St. Peters,
Agent Orange,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Neu!,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Deepchord,
Roxy Music,
Young Marble Giants,
Rufus Thomas,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Fire Engines,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gang Starr,
Visage,
Unrelated Segments,
Alice Coltrane,
Dawn Penn,
The Slits,
The Move,
The Dirtbombs,
Oblivians,
Donny Hathaway,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lucky Dragons,
Sarah Menescal,
the Human League,
Jeru the Damaja,
Newcleus,
Eve St. Jones,
Siglo XX,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Half Japanese,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Associates,
Maurizio,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Quando Quango,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Fortunes,
Mo-Dettes,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.