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 Syria and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 Glasgow and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Ultravox to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Symarip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Subhumans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Deadbeat,
Y Pants,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Charles Mingus,
David McCallum,
Groovy Waters,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Electric Prunes,
Glenn Branca,
Mars,
The Techniques,
Black Flag,
Shuggie Otis,
Soul Sonic Force,
Minutemen,
Young Marble Giants,
Kaleidoscope,
Sister Nancy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Television,
Archie Shepp,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gastr Del Sol,
the Swans,
Rosa Yemen,
The Gories,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Aaron Thompson,
Slick Rick,
Dead Boys,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jerry's Kids,
Fatback Band,
Depeche Mode,
The Martian,
Tears for Fears,
Sonic Youth,
Marcia Griffiths,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Nick Fraelich,
Mr. Review,
Stiv Bators,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Los Fastidios,
Dawn Penn,
Sam Rivers,
KRS-One,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Evens,
Harry Pussy,
Pole,
Gong,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Raincoats,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Eric Dolphy,
Porter Ricks,
Boz Scaggs,
Barry Ungar,
The Cure,
Masters at Work,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
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.