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 Jordan and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Kerri Chandler 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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Vladislav Delay tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron 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 theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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 Leaves,
Kas Product,
Ten City,
Television Personalities,
Sixth Finger,
Joe Finger,
Q and Not U,
Glambeats Corp.,
Barbara Tucker,
ABC,
Japan,
Accadde A,
The Slits,
The Fall,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Marvin Gaye,
Stockholm Monsters,
Flipper,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Pulsallama,
The Divine Comedy,
Archie Shepp,
John Cale,
Freddie Wadling,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Davy DMX,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Flash Fearless,
Amon Düül,
The Seeds,
Yazoo,
PIL,
Quantec,
Eli Mardock,
Amazonics,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Harry Pussy,
Duran Duran,
Funky Four + One,
Boredoms,
Dorothy Ashby,
ABBA,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ohio Players,
The Buckinghams,
Letta Mbulu,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Magma,
Nico,
Junior Murvin,
Cluster,
The Knickerbockers,
Byron Stingily,
Crispian St. Peters,
Crash Course in Science,
June Days,
Reagan Youth,
The Cure,
Blancmange,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.