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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Delhi.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Germs to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Country Teasers. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Birthday Party,
FM Einheit,
Black Flag,
Lightning Bolt,
Wolf Eyes,
Steve Hackett,
Joyce Sims,
Yusef Lateef,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Shoche,
Danielle Patucci,
Liliput,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Blake Baxter,
Hoover,
Fluxion,
Jacob Miller,
Kerri Chandler,
Quantec,
Shuggie Otis,
Nik Kershaw,
Donny Hathaway,
Joe Finger,
Todd Terry,
Gong,
This Heat,
Eve St. Jones,
EPMD,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pylon,
The Gun Club,
PIL,
the Bar-Kays,
The Raincoats,
The Slits,
D'Angelo,
Gang Gang Dance,
Soft Machine,
The Names,
Zero Boys,
Fear,
Parry Music,
Hardrive,
Joy Division,
The Cowsills,
X-Ray Spex,
OOIOO,
Spoonie Gee,
Juan Atkins,
Lungfish,
Franke,
Charles Mingus,
Glenn Branca,
Malaria!,
Colin Newman,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Toasters,
Negative Approach,
The Kinks,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.