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 Bolivia and from Portland.
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 Stockholm and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Flipper to the punk 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 Tres Demented. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Simply Red record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
LL Cool J,
Magazine,
The Leaves,
The Fortunes,
Public Enemy,
Max Romeo,
Young Marble Giants,
Jawbox,
Banda Bassotti,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Human League,
Delon & Dalcan,
Easy Going,
Donald Byrd,
Bobby Byrd,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Prince Buster,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bill Wells,
Brick,
Man Parrish,
The Moleskins,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sarah Menescal,
KRS-One,
Big Daddy Kane,
Aural Exciters,
Moebius,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Agitation Free,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Derrick Morgan,
Technova,
Blossom Toes,
Danielle Patucci,
Youth Brigade,
Livin' Joy,
Ice-T,
Lyres,
Pierre Henry,
Fluxion,
Electric Prunes,
The Electric Prunes,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Doors,
Television,
Second Layer,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Happenings,
A Certain Ratio,
Average White Band,
Faraquet,
Silicon Teens,
MC5,
John Foxx,
World's Most,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Anakelly,
Dawn Penn,
Harmonia,
Bluetip,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.