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 Israel and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 clarinet 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 Pantytec to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Selector Dub Narcotic. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
L. Decosne,
Piero Umiliani,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Pretty Things,
Mandrill,
Morten Harket,
Eric B and Rakim,
the Swans,
Fatback Band,
The Toasters,
F. McDonald,
The Techniques,
Dual Sessions,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sun Ra,
Hasil Adkins,
The Busters,
MC5,
B.T. Express,
R.M.O.,
Big Daddy Kane,
Hot Snakes,
Ponytail,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jandek,
Faraquet,
The Monochrome Set,
Peter and Kerry,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kenny Larkin,
Thee Headcoats,
Anakelly,
Echospace,
The Stooges,
The Blues Magoos,
Jimmy McGriff,
Girls At Our Best!,
10cc,
Joy Division,
Intrusion,
Arab on Radar,
DNA,
Johnny Clarke,
Alice Coltrane,
48th St. Collective,
Lindisfarne,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Grey Daturas,
Fad Gadget,
Scan 7,
The Star Department,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Deakin,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
David Bowie,
FM Einheit,
Masters at Work,
Minor Threat,
Rosa Yemen,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.