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 Mongolia and from Tehran.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the theremin 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 June of 44 to the funk 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 The Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Talk Talk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
Drive Like Jehu,
New York Dolls,
Oneida,
Jeru the Damaja,
Grey Daturas,
China Crisis,
Jandek,
Marmalade,
Negative Approach,
the Normal,
Gichy Dan,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Sound,
Warren Ellis,
The Count Five,
Freddie Wadling,
Rhythm & Sound,
Rapeman,
Urselle,
Cheater Slicks,
Agitation Free,
The Durutti Column,
Rakim,
Inner City,
Nik Kershaw,
The Fugs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jeff Lynne,
Can,
Kaleidoscope,
Quadrant,
Crash Course in Science,
Amon Düül II,
the Slits,
B.T. Express,
Scrapy,
Circle Jerks,
the Association,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lee Hazlewood,
MC5,
The Fuzztones,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Mummies,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Hasil Adkins,
The Zeros,
Livin' Joy,
The Vogues,
Black Sheep,
Pulsallama,
Eric Dolphy,
Rufus Thomas,
Franke,
Crispy Ambulance,
Harpers Bizarre,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.