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 Turkey and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Aswad to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Fraelich record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fort Wilson Riot record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobbi Humphrey,
Laurel Aitken,
Arcadia,
Boogie Down Productions,
48th St. Collective,
Danielle Patucci,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Offenders,
Average White Band,
Sugar Minott,
Gong,
Cymande,
David Bowie,
The Electric Prunes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lower 48,
The Zeros,
Arthur Verocai,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
In Retrospect,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ludus,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Tommy Roe,
Sun Ra,
Chrome,
Swans,
Bobby Byrd,
Fugazi,
The Motions,
Radio Birdman,
UT,
Erasure,
X-Ray Spex,
Subhumans,
Unwound,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Pantytec,
Flash Fearless,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Josef K,
Bill Wells,
Dead Boys,
Faust,
Saccharine Trust,
Black Flag,
The Raincoats,
Tomorrow,
Terry Callier,
The Fugs,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ornette Coleman,
The Litter,
The Mighty Diamonds,
James White and The Blacks,
Sam Rivers,
Quando Quango,
Cecil Taylor,
the Human League,
Wolf Eyes,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.