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 Kiribati and from Sao Paulo.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
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 Michelle Simonal to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Cheater Slicks. All the underground hits.
All Be Bop Deluxe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hoover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Banda Bassotti,
In Retrospect,
New Order,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Chrome,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Scott Walker,
The Stooges,
the Association,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Animal Collective,
Brick,
Swell Maps,
Vladislav Delay,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Shoche,
Piero Umiliani,
The Associates,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Terry Callier,
Clear Light,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Skaos,
Judy Mowatt,
Freddie Wadling,
Roger Hodgson,
Visage,
Sparks,
The Blues Magoos,
Silicon Teens,
Bluetip,
Depeche Mode,
The Monochrome Set,
Mark Hollis,
D'Angelo,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lucky Dragons,
Mars,
The Beau Brummels,
Deepchord,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Evens,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Flipper,
The Remains,
Kerri Chandler,
Scion,
Jeru the Damaja,
Byron Stingily,
Marshall Jefferson,
Don Cherry,
Theoretical Girls,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Idris Muhammad,
Sound Behaviour,
Fad Gadget,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.