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 Croatia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 marimba 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 Velvet Underground to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barry Ungar,
The Dead C,
Robert Görl,
Country Teasers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Little Man,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Amon Düül II,
The Velvet Underground,
Los Fastidios,
The Techniques,
Loose Ends,
The Victims,
The Trojans,
A Certain Ratio,
The Fire Engines,
Suicide,
Eve St. Jones,
Slave,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Panda Bear,
Animal Collective,
Scientists,
Joyce Sims,
Eric Dolphy,
Deakin,
the Normal,
The Gap Band,
The Beau Brummels,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Soulsonic Force,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Iggy Pop,
The Fuzztones,
Flipper,
Rites of Spring,
Blake Baxter,
The Blackbyrds,
Rekid,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Dead Boys,
Lower 48,
Japan,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ponytail,
Don Cherry,
The Pop Group,
Model 500,
Albert Ayler,
Mission of Burma,
Jeff Lynne,
Lungfish,
China Crisis,
The Black Dice,
Nation of Ulysses,
the Slits,
Silicon Teens,
Supertramp,
Adolescents,
Kaleidoscope,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.