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 Marshall Islands and from Columbus.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 Silicon Teens to the punk 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 Roy Ayers. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Icehouse,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nils Olav,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Leonard Cohen,
Sixth Finger,
DJ Style,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ultra Naté,
Bobby Womack,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ultimate Spinach,
June of 44,
Inner City,
Gabor Szabo,
Wire,
The Vogues,
E-Dancer,
Prince Buster,
U.S. Maple,
Masters at Work,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Thompson Twins,
Bad Manners,
Patti Smith,
The Residents,
New Order,
Jeff Lynne,
Michelle Simonal,
Todd Rundgren,
Subhumans,
Andrew Hill,
Minor Threat,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Fugs,
Josef K,
Lower 48,
X-102,
Dave Gahan,
Buzzcocks,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Jacob Miller,
Surgeon,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Loose Ends,
Moebius,
The Neon Judgement,
Jawbox,
Electric Light Orchestra,
a-ha,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bill Wells,
Kevin Saunderson,
Schoolly D,
Fugazi,
Bluetip,
Max Romeo,
Alice Coltrane,
Pulsallama,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.