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 Samoa and from Taipei.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 chamberlin 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 The American Breed to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Funkadelic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jawbox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doobie Brothers,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ice-T,
The Fall,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Radio Birdman,
Ken Boothe,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Al Stewart,
The Trojans,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Josef K,
The Angels of Light,
The Five Americans,
New York Dolls,
Matthew Bourne,
Gong,
Ohio Players,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Rakim,
Erasure,
Essential Logic,
Das Ding,
B.T. Express,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Malaria!,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Brass Construction,
The Zeros,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Blues Magoos,
Shoche,
Sugar Minott,
Babytalk,
Jeff Mills,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Agitation Free,
Anakelly,
Glambeats Corp.,
Juan Atkins,
The Leaves,
The Associates,
Joyce Sims,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ultimate Spinach,
The United States of America,
Godley & Creme,
ABC,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pole,
Joy Division,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Throbbing Gristle,
Man Parrish,
Funky Four + One,
Robert Wyatt,
R.M.O.,
The Birthday Party,
the Bar-Kays,
Deepchord,
The Cowsills,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.