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 Canada and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 chamberlin 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 Black Moon to the techno 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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
Agitation Free,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Stiv Bators,
Minny Pops,
Scientists,
Public Image Ltd.,
Quantec,
Visage,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Knickerbockers,
The Pretty Things,
Anakelly,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
John Cale,
Grauzone,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Country Teasers,
Toni Rubio,
The Dead C,
Gabor Szabo,
Severed Heads,
Radiopuhelimet,
Pharoah Sanders,
Neil Young,
Arab on Radar,
The Gories,
Jimmy McGriff,
The American Breed,
Gerry Rafferty,
Dark Day,
Electric Prunes,
Nation of Ulysses,
the Sonics,
Albert Ayler,
Slick Rick,
Nils Olav,
The Alarm Clocks,
Quadrant,
Moby Grape,
U.S. Maple,
Organ,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bluetip,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Modern Lovers,
Barry Ungar,
Bad Manners,
Funky Four + One,
Dennis Brown,
The Gladiators,
Supertramp,
The Young Rascals,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bob Dylan,
Brothers Johnson,
Anthony Braxton,
Q and Not U,
Thee Headcoats,
Black Moon,
Motorama,
Circle Jerks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Residents,
Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum.
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.