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 Denmark and from Stockholm.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 organ 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Fifty Foot Hose. All the underground hits.
All The Gladiators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hot Snakes 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 linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
Joey Negro,
The Star Department,
Circle Jerks,
James White and The Blacks,
Roxy Music,
The Black Dice,
The Gories,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Doobie Brothers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Liliput,
Rosa Yemen,
Flash Fearless,
The Martian,
Fluxion,
K-Klass,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Jeff Mills,
Bauhaus,
The Names,
Urselle,
June Days,
Supertramp,
The Last Poets,
This Heat,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lower 48,
R.M.O.,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Piero Umiliani,
Sällskapet,
The Red Krayola,
Marcia Griffiths,
Animal Collective,
Reagan Youth,
The Techniques,
The Moody Blues,
Boredoms,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
China Crisis,
Avey Tare,
The Walker Brothers,
Janne Schatter,
Parry Music,
Unwound,
Michelle Simonal,
Colin Newman,
T. Rex,
Nik Kershaw,
Bob Dylan,
Altered Images,
Arcadia,
Talk Talk,
Silicon Teens,
Don Cherry,
Joe Finger,
Alphaville,
ABC,
Deadbeat,
Franke,
Wings,
The Move,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.