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 Honduras and from Cairo.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar 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 Peter & Gordon to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Radio Birdman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deadbeat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Max Romeo,
Tubeway Army,
The J.B.'s,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Fatback Band,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rekid,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Velvet Underground,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Dennis Brown,
Surgeon,
The Fall,
Barry Ungar,
Moby Grape,
Delta 5,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lalann,
Ponytail,
Model 500,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Soul Sonic Force,
Isaac Hayes,
Stiv Bators,
Negative Approach,
The Blues Magoos,
The Monochrome Set,
Young Marble Giants,
Grandmaster Flash,
June Days,
Mr. Review,
Khruangbin,
Sarah Menescal,
Deakin,
Al Stewart,
Pere Ubu,
Harpers Bizarre,
Soft Cell,
Sister Nancy,
Ten City,
The Slits,
Soft Machine,
Talk Talk,
Adolescents,
Rites of Spring,
Eli Mardock,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Fire Engines,
Rod Modell,
Pantytec,
Grauzone,
Sonic Youth,
Absolute Body Control,
Skaos,
Hashim,
Gregory Isaacs,
Das Ding,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
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You don't know what you really want.
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