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 Nauru and from Bologna.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the marimba 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 Hashim to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gong,
Harmonia,
Cal Tjader,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bobby Sherman,
Franke,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Smoke,
Joyce Sims,
Joey Negro,
Neil Young,
The Cure,
Newcleus,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Smog,
Monolake,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
DNA,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kerri Chandler,
kango's stein massive,
Faust,
David McCallum,
Blancmange,
World's Most,
Deepchord,
The Angels of Light,
The Martian,
The Doors,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
U.S. Maple,
Bush Tetras,
Buzzcocks,
Ponytail,
Rosa Yemen,
Sun Ra,
Fatback Band,
One Last Wish,
Skriet,
Lightning Bolt,
Soft Machine,
The Associates,
Yazoo,
Mary Jane Girls,
Theoretical Girls,
Spandau Ballet,
Mantronix,
Das Ding,
10cc,
Main Source,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Busters,
Sex Pistols,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Smiths,
Man Eating Sloth,
The American Breed,
Groovy Waters,
The Fortunes,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.