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 Tajikistan and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Jimmy McGriff to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Lebanon Hanover,
The American Breed,
The Cowsills,
Sällskapet,
Hasil Adkins,
Lalann,
Andrew Hill,
Harry Pussy,
The Raincoats,
Joe Smooth,
Suburban Knight,
The Grass Roots,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ponytail,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Swans,
The Red Krayola,
Barclay James Harvest,
Easy Going,
Scrapy,
Ossler,
JFA,
Chris & Cosey,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Wally Richardson,
Prince Buster,
The Toasters,
Ludus,
The Durutti Column,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Fuzztones,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Rotary Connection,
Sparks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Suicide,
Arcadia,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Scientists,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kerri Chandler,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Beau Brummels,
The Martian,
Pantaleimon,
Marc Almond,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Jerry's Kids,
Sun Ra,
The Detroit Cobras,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Cal Tjader,
Camberwell Now,
Eden Ahbez,
Hardrive,
Althea and Donna,
Brass Construction,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.