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 Palau and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Robert Palmer 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 Hoover to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Mighty Diamonds. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott Heron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Leaves record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
X-102,
FM Einheit,
The Associates,
Swell Maps,
Newcleus,
Nirvana,
Quantec,
Clear Light,
The Moleskins,
Pharoah Sanders,
OOIOO,
Average White Band,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Evens,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Tres Demented,
Bootsy Collins,
Sun City Girls,
Radiopuhelimet,
David McCallum,
The Vogues,
The Velvet Underground,
Ken Boothe,
Mandrill,
Aloha Tigers,
Bill Near,
Man Eating Sloth,
Black Moon,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The American Breed,
Aaron Thompson,
Khruangbin,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Model 500,
Nils Olav,
Barrington Levy,
The Angels of Light,
Black Sheep,
Aswad,
Black Pus,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rites of Spring,
Connie Case,
Magma,
Glenn Branca,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Raincoats,
Wasted Youth,
The Index,
Marc Almond,
Liliput,
Al Stewart,
The Motions,
Underground Resistance,
Morten Harket,
Piero Umiliani,
The Walker Brothers,
Metal Thangz,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Severed Heads,
Masters at Work,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.