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 Korea South and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 guitar 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 Bronski Beat to the rock 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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.
All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Dorothy Ashby,
Thee Headcoats,
Massinfluence,
L. Decosne,
Robert Hood,
Soft Cell,
Sound Behaviour,
Don Cherry,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dark Day,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Black Sheep,
Mars,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Little Man,
Los Fastidios,
the Slits,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Faust,
Idris Muhammad,
Sun City Girls,
Rakim,
Sight & Sound,
The Birthday Party,
Slick Rick,
Hot Snakes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sparks,
The Selecter,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Alarm Clocks,
Magma,
Royal Trux,
Derrick Morgan,
Junior Murvin,
Ohio Players,
Adolescents,
Metal Thangz,
Rekid,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Archie Shepp,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Electric Prunes,
The Gories,
Blancmange,
the Association,
KRS-One,
Moss Icon,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gang of Four,
Maleditus Sound,
Chris & Cosey,
Gabor Szabo,
Y Pants,
Harry Pussy,
Swell Maps,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.