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 Niger and from Tehran.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ 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 Harmonia to the grunge 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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiohead record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
Ralphi Rosario,
Groovy Waters,
Todd Terry,
Monks,
Patti Smith,
The Sound,
La Düsseldorf,
Blancmange,
Siglo XX,
Echospace,
Jeff Mills,
Joy Division,
Crime,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sixth Finger,
Mark Hollis,
Marvin Gaye,
The Blackbyrds,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Thompson Twins,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Deepchord,
Nick Fraelich,
Bronski Beat,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Bar-Kays,
Main Source,
a-ha,
Public Image Ltd.,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Cybotron,
The Durutti Column,
Crispy Ambulance,
Camouflage,
Moby Grape,
Fat Boys,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Eden Ahbez,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Stooges,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Joensuu 1685,
Bob Dylan,
Ludus,
Isaac Hayes,
Urselle,
Gerry Rafferty,
Soft Machine,
Mr. Review,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Infiniti,
the Human League,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.