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 Slovenia and from Cairo.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Albert Ayler to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispy Ambulance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sparks,
Flipper,
The Busters,
Symarip,
The Kinks,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sällskapet,
In Retrospect,
Todd Terry,
Nick Fraelich,
The Tremeloes,
The Moody Blues,
The Detroit Cobras,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Smog,
The Blackbyrds,
Bang On A Can,
the Soft Cell,
Tomorrow,
Chris Corsano,
The Victims,
Pagans,
Scrapy,
Radiopuhelimet,
MC5,
Roxette,
Jimmy McGriff,
Heaven 17,
Rekid,
Rotary Connection,
DJ Style,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Niagra,
Trumans Water,
Q65,
Donny Hathaway,
The Wake,
World's Most,
The Zeros,
Davy DMX,
Das Ding,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Circle Jerks,
Leonard Cohen,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bill Wells,
David McCallum,
Tommy Roe,
Jeru the Damaja,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Funky Four + One,
Unwound,
Porter Ricks,
Urselle,
Roger Hodgson,
Matthew Halsall,
Hardrive,
The Remains,
Procol Harum,
Echospace, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace.
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.