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 Brunei and from Manila.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the sitar 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 Japan to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Martian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an arpeggiator 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 synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Sun Ra,
Ten City,
the Slits,
John Holt,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
World's Most,
Make Up,
Pagans,
Talk Talk,
Lyres,
Girls At Our Best!,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gabor Szabo,
Nas,
Kurtis Blow,
The Pop Group,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Japan,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Neu!,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
the Bar-Kays,
Grey Daturas,
The United States of America,
Scrapy,
Model 500,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Audionom,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pussy Galore,
Sam Rivers,
Sugar Minott,
Laurel Aitken,
Schoolly D,
Josef K,
Big Daddy Kane,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Don Cherry,
Rakim,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sällskapet,
Au Pairs,
Underground Resistance,
Groovy Waters,
The Pretty Things,
Frankie Knuckles,
Connie Case,
Leonard Cohen,
Panda Bear,
Sandy B,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Slits,
Young Marble Giants,
Hoover,
Crime,
The Vogues,
Smog,
Deakin,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
FM Einheit,
Roy Ayers,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.