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 El Salvador 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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Jawbox to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Dorothy Ashby,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bob Dylan,
Mission of Burma,
Zapp,
The Birthday Party,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Alarm Clocks,
Make Up,
Tim Buckley,
B.T. Express,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kerri Chandler,
The Sonics,
Ludus,
Nas,
Soul Sonic Force,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Fall,
Ornette Coleman,
The Human League,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bill Near,
Quadrant,
Section 25,
Rites of Spring,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Mo-Dettes,
The Selecter,
Ken Boothe,
Adolescents,
Young Marble Giants,
Barbara Tucker,
Ralphi Rosario,
Nick Fraelich,
Cybotron,
the Human League,
Von Mondo,
Dark Day,
Pantaleimon,
Agent Orange,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bang On A Can,
The Standells,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Porter Ricks,
Neu!,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Invisible,
Joe Smooth,
New Order,
Connie Case,
Glambeats Corp.,
Alison Limerick,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pharoah Sanders,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.