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 Armenia and from Taipei.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
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 Matthew Bourne to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris Corsano record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Gabor Szabo,
Whodini,
Rod Modell,
Masters at Work,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Procol Harum,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
the Soft Cell,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Black Bananas,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Grandmaster Flash,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Brand Nubian,
Robert Hood,
Cybotron,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Althea and Donna,
Television,
The Grass Roots,
Angry Samoans,
Kool Moe Dee,
Excepter,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Dave Gahan,
Delta 5,
The Buckinghams,
Mission of Burma,
Suburban Knight,
Unwound,
Sparks,
The United States of America,
Albert Ayler,
The Index,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Tremeloes,
The Skatalites,
Saccharine Trust,
Traffic Nightmare,
10cc,
Tomorrow,
Scrapy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Soul Sonic Force,
Icehouse,
The New Christs,
Boogie Down Productions,
Aural Exciters,
Pantaleimon,
The Moody Blues,
Hashim,
Subhumans,
Accadde A,
EPMD,
Crooked Eye,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Blancmange,
Ponytail,
Basic Channel,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light.
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.