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 New Zealand and from Calgary.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the snare 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 Motorama to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liaisons Dangereuses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lightning Bolt,
Delta 5,
Black Moon,
the Germs,
Popol Vuh,
Derrick Morgan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Circle Jerks,
Joey Negro,
Bronski Beat,
The Dead C,
Scratch Acid,
DJ Style,
R.M.O.,
Blancmange,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Public Enemy,
Suicide,
Sex Pistols,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Vainqueur,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Magma,
Thompson Twins,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Crispy Ambulance,
Traffic Nightmare,
Angry Samoans,
Newcleus,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lindisfarne,
Television,
The Evens,
Jandek,
Inner City,
The Saints,
Godley & Creme,
Chris & Cosey,
Soulsonic Force,
The Skatalites,
Curtis Mayfield,
Fat Boys,
Sun City Girls,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Soul II Soul,
The Count Five,
F. McDonald,
Pere Ubu,
Ludus,
Mars,
Carl Craig,
Parry Music,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bill Wells,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Cheater Slicks,
Quadrant,
Lebanon Hanover,
Tubeway Army,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.