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 Liberia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Fall to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 a-ha. All the underground hits.
All Albert Ayler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Babytalk,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sex Pistols,
Minutemen,
Basic Channel,
The Doors,
Oneida,
K-Klass,
Au Pairs,
Alice Coltrane,
The Saints,
the Germs,
Delta 5,
The Litter,
The Motions,
The Last Poets,
Soul II Soul,
Ultra Naté,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Leaves,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
David Axelrod,
Eric Dolphy,
Marvin Gaye,
Arcadia,
The Moleskins,
Scott Walker,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Cluster,
Tomorrow,
Ralphi Rosario,
Scientists,
A Certain Ratio,
Arthur Verocai,
Peter & Gordon,
Gang of Four,
The Wake,
Robert Wyatt,
Isaac Hayes,
The Stooges,
Grey Daturas,
The Monochrome Set,
Pharoah Sanders,
Roxette,
Henry Cow,
Stockholm Monsters,
Susan Cadogan,
Bauhaus,
Q65,
The Barracudas,
Desert Stars,
Unwound,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Neon Judgement,
Ken Boothe,
The Move,
Pulsallama,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Talk Talk,
Connie Case,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.