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 Thailand and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 808 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 Heaven 17 to the disco 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 Ajijia Myrayebe. All the underground hits.
All Marcia Griffiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Selector Dub Narcotic 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Au Pairs,
FM Einheit,
The Buckinghams,
Clear Light,
Television,
Lindisfarne,
U.S. Maple,
Anakelly,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Heaven 17,
Max Romeo,
Cymande,
The Star Department,
Frankie Knuckles,
Nik Kershaw,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Massinfluence,
The Stooges,
Avey Tare,
The Litter,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Roy Ayers,
the Human League,
Agitation Free,
the Slits,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Toasters,
Nico,
Buzzcocks,
Rod Modell,
Cal Tjader,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Minnie Riperton,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sam Rivers,
X-102,
Eli Mardock,
Scratch Acid,
Brass Construction,
Hasil Adkins,
Peter & Gordon,
Cybotron,
Motorama,
Delta 5,
Moby Grape,
Camouflage,
Laurel Aitken,
Deadbeat,
The Mummies,
The United States of America,
Aloha Tigers,
Pussy Galore,
The Dirtbombs,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Oneida,
The Gories,
Easy Going,
Bauhaus,
Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling.
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.