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 Malta and from Hong Kong.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Soulsonic Force 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 The American Breed. All the underground hits.
All The Cowsills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tropical Tobacco record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bauhaus,
Brand Nubian,
Junior Murvin,
B.T. Express,
Andrew Hill,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Neon Judgement,
Jawbox,
Supertramp,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Walker Brothers,
Lakeside,
The Music Machine,
Matthew Halsall,
Hoover,
Agitation Free,
Can,
Stiv Bators,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Heaven 17,
Morten Harket,
Flamin' Groovies,
X-102,
Yaz,
Fela Kuti,
The Seeds,
Ituana,
Juan Atkins,
the Human League,
Warren Ellis,
Y Pants,
Neu!,
Camberwell Now,
Tom Boy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Black Moon,
MDC,
Crispy Ambulance,
Swell Maps,
The Young Rascals,
The Gap Band,
Monks,
The Gun Club,
Barbara Tucker,
Piero Umiliani,
Amon Düül II,
The Saints,
The Cowsills,
Anthony Braxton,
Davy DMX,
Second Layer,
The Alarm Clocks,
Surgeon,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Names,
Skarface,
Sun City Girls,
Harry Pussy,
Gabor Szabo,
Soulsonic Force,
Grauzone,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light.
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.