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 Poland and from Toronto.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Bang on a Can All-Stars to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Judy Mowatt,
OOIOO,
Black Sheep,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Black Moon,
Second Layer,
Kas Product,
Quantec,
Electric Light Orchestra,
John Cale,
A Flock of Seagulls,
New York Dolls,
The Grass Roots,
Matthew Halsall,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sällskapet,
Banda Bassotti,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Soul Sonic Force,
Marmalade,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Gap Band,
The Cramps,
Henry Cow,
The Cowsills,
The Beau Brummels,
Derrick May,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lakeside,
The Vogues,
Brick,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Residents,
Eve St. Jones,
Darondo,
Porter Ricks,
Derrick Morgan,
Inner City,
Connie Case,
Aural Exciters,
Wolf Eyes,
Fela Kuti,
Vladislav Delay,
The Remains,
Cal Tjader,
the Germs,
Soft Cell,
Sarah Menescal,
Sister Nancy,
Gregory Isaacs,
UT,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Barrington Levy,
Pere Ubu,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.