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 Solomon Islands and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 OOIOO to the disco 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 Mission of Burma. All the underground hits.
All Radio Birdman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Matthew Halsall,
Deepchord,
Avey Tare,
Sun Ra,
Ohio Players,
Flash Fearless,
Heaven 17,
Outsiders,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bush Tetras,
The Cramps,
The Stooges,
Swans,
the Bar-Kays,
One Last Wish,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Kerrie Biddell,
Alton Ellis,
Donald Byrd,
Peter & Gordon,
Cecil Taylor,
The Slits,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Depeche Mode,
Monks,
JFA,
Dual Sessions,
Minor Threat,
Y Pants,
Robert Görl,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jesper Dahlback,
Yusef Lateef,
Lucky Dragons,
Skarface,
Mars,
Suburban Knight,
Fat Boys,
Cal Tjader,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Mo-Dettes,
Sex Pistols,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
R.M.O.,
Rites of Spring,
Soft Machine,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Al Stewart,
In Retrospect,
Marine Girls,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Todd Rundgren,
Moebius,
Can,
Liliput,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.