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 Hong Kong.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 ABC to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blues Magoos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Star Department,
Gerry Rafferty,
Dual Sessions,
Girls At Our Best!,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lucky Dragons,
DJ Sneak,
The Pretty Things,
Radiopuhelimet,
E-Dancer,
Gil Scott Heron,
Thompson Twins,
Mission of Burma,
The Dirtbombs,
Ornette Coleman,
Bob Dylan,
Essential Logic,
John Lydon,
Arcadia,
Average White Band,
The Misunderstood,
X-102,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Intrusion,
Los Fastidios,
Moss Icon,
Can,
K-Klass,
Quadrant,
Surgeon,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Half Japanese,
Organ,
ABBA,
Malaria!,
Mr. Review,
Animal Collective,
Thee Headcoats,
The Moleskins,
Pharoah Sanders,
the Sonics,
Duran Duran,
Ultra Naté,
Marc Almond,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Section 25,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tubeway Army,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Smoke,
Sound Behaviour,
Monks,
Alison Limerick,
New Age Steppers,
Franke,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Glenn Branca,
Rhythm & Sound,
Fugazi,
The Knickerbockers,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.