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 Ecuador and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the grunge 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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Duran Duran tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glambeats Corp. 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 a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Monks,
Lebanon Hanover,
the Germs,
Half Japanese,
Ituana,
Derrick Morgan,
Darondo,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
This Heat,
Japan,
Tim Buckley,
Sex Pistols,
Bluetip,
Nirvana,
The Offenders,
The Gories,
Black Bananas,
The Blues Magoos,
The Seeds,
Stereo Dub,
Gang Starr,
DJ Style,
Cheater Slicks,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Maurizio,
Essential Logic,
New Order,
Warren Ellis,
Magazine,
Make Up,
Colin Newman,
Sound Behaviour,
Moebius,
Pere Ubu,
Suburban Knight,
John Holt,
The Doobie Brothers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Moleskins,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Q65,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Birthday Party,
Von Mondo,
In Retrospect,
Monolake,
Symarip,
Michelle Simonal,
The Associates,
Howard Jones,
The American Breed,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Mr. Review,
The Buckinghams,
UT,
Yazoo,
The Doors,
Steve Hackett,
Zapp,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Kenny Larkin,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance.
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.