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 Montenegro and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 linndrum 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 Ohio Players to the disco 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 Malaria!. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eli Mardock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monolake,
Index,
Guru Guru,
Susan Cadogan,
Ludus,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ohio Players,
Infiniti,
The Busters,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Massinfluence,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gichy Dan,
Rakim,
Marshall Jefferson,
Boz Scaggs,
Max Romeo,
Rites of Spring,
Roxy Music,
Dave Gahan,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Martian,
Japan,
Ornette Coleman,
Gregory Isaacs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rekid,
Al Stewart,
Johnny Clarke,
the Slits,
Kaleidoscope,
New Age Steppers,
Hot Snakes,
Absolute Body Control,
R.M.O.,
Tim Buckley,
Eden Ahbez,
Sarah Menescal,
Oblivians,
Quantec,
Howard Jones,
Ultimate Spinach,
Tommy Roe,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ponytail,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Cure,
Arcadia,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ice-T,
48th St. Collective,
Joensuu 1685,
Deakin,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Moebius,
Dennis Brown,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sugar Minott,
Archie Shepp,
Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood.
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.