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 India and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Royal Family And The Poor to the grime 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All The Red Krayola tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kings Of Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glenn Branca record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry Gold Smith,
Flash Fearless,
Tropical Tobacco,
Peter and Kerry,
Mad Mike,
Organ,
Davy DMX,
Outsiders,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Residents,
Quadrant,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Doors,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Seeds,
Fluxion,
Simply Red,
Gang Gang Dance,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gang of Four,
Alton Ellis,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Electric Prunes,
Icehouse,
AZ,
Unwound,
The Remains,
Thompson Twins,
Dennis Brown,
The Raincoats,
Deadbeat,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bill Near,
The Slits,
One Last Wish,
the Swans,
B.T. Express,
The Tremeloes,
Ohio Players,
Dead Boys,
Niagra,
Slick Rick,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lalann,
The Cramps,
Hoover,
Eddi Front,
The Gories,
Maleditus Sound,
The Alarm Clocks,
Saccharine Trust,
Livin' Joy,
Juan Atkins,
Altered Images,
Blancmange,
The Dave Clark Five,
Panda Bear,
Derrick Morgan,
Eurythmics,
The Skatalites,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Jacob Miller,
Sonic Youth,
Neu!,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.