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 Iraq and from Paris.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 mellotron 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 Brass Construction 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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lalann,
X-101,
Agitation Free,
Mars,
Dave Gahan,
Sarah Menescal,
The Red Krayola,
Mary Jane Girls,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Carl Craig,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ponytail,
Boogie Down Productions,
Nation of Ulysses,
Qualms,
The Sonics,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
JFA,
X-102,
Con Funk Shun,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Barbara Tucker,
EPMD,
Shoche,
Quadrant,
Big Daddy Kane,
Monks,
The Names,
Maleditus Sound,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Barrington Levy,
Joe Smooth,
Drexciya,
The Birthday Party,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Mad Mike,
Section 25,
Yazoo,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
the Normal,
Ituana,
Magazine,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jawbox,
Barry Ungar,
Hasil Adkins,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Cecil Taylor,
Warren Ellis,
The Modern Lovers,
Freddie Wadling,
Rapeman,
The Buckinghams,
Goldenarms,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy.
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.