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 Dominica and from Mexico City.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 guitar 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 Shuggie Otis to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Larry & the Blue Notes. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slackers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe 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?
DJ Sneak,
Big Daddy Kane,
Can,
Joy Division,
Circle Jerks,
Das Ding,
Stiv Bators,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Moebius,
Pylon,
T. Rex,
Lightning Bolt,
Ornette Coleman,
Panda Bear,
The Vogues,
Lungfish,
Nik Kershaw,
Make Up,
Q and Not U,
Donny Hathaway,
Mantronix,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lou Christie,
Porter Ricks,
Matthew Halsall,
Popol Vuh,
Cal Tjader,
Bang On A Can,
Swell Maps,
The Walker Brothers,
Arthur Verocai,
Schoolly D,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ultravox,
Eve St. Jones,
Pantaleimon,
Bauhaus,
Inner City,
a-ha,
Altered Images,
Rekid,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ken Boothe,
Kerrie Biddell,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
A Flock of Seagulls,
John Coltrane,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Unrelated Segments,
The Selecter,
Barrington Levy,
Sam Rivers,
Mandrill,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Alphaville,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Black Moon,
Tom Boy,
Ice-T,
Sonic Youth,
Clear Light,
The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks.
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.