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 Paraguay 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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 chamberlin 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 Pole to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ohio Players. All the underground hits.
All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
Hashim,
Brick,
Isaac Hayes,
The Fugs,
Pere Ubu,
David McCallum,
Section 25,
Unrelated Segments,
Lakeside,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Dave Clark Five,
Black Sheep,
Roy Ayers,
Nas,
ABC,
Marmalade,
David Bowie,
Magazine,
Country Joe & The Fish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cheater Slicks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Walker Brothers,
Excepter,
Cameo,
Scratch Acid,
Kenny Larkin,
Cybotron,
Loose Ends,
Visage,
Bauhaus,
Tropical Tobacco,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Rhythm & Sound,
Derrick Morgan,
The Standells,
Technova,
Delon & Dalcan,
Tim Buckley,
The Cure,
48th St. Collective,
MDC,
Mantronix,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rotary Connection,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Von Mondo,
Crash Course in Science,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Blancmange,
Althea and Donna,
Rapeman,
Ohio Players,
Quantec,
Scan 7,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Organ,
Erykah Badu,
Hardrive,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.