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 Korea South and from Salvador.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Mexico City.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Swans to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The J.B.'s,
the Normal,
Slave,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Litter,
The Slackers,
Loose Ends,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Raincoats,
Derrick Morgan,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ultimate Spinach,
Derrick May,
Absolute Body Control,
The Cramps,
The Young Rascals,
Flash Fearless,
Judy Mowatt,
Danielle Patucci,
the Bar-Kays,
Pierre Henry,
Lalann,
Mantronix,
Alison Limerick,
Bobby Sherman,
Lakeside,
Fat Boys,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
cv313,
Shoche,
MDC,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Alton Ellis,
Graham Central Station,
Moby Grape,
The Gun Club,
Aural Exciters,
T.S.O.L.,
Animal Collective,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Audionom,
MC5,
Lindisfarne,
Index,
The Evens,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Swans,
DNA,
The United States of America,
Glenn Branca,
Dark Day,
Scan 7,
Simply Red,
Johnny Osbourne,
Wire,
The Black Dice,
The Dead C,
Boz Scaggs,
Television,
The Modern Lovers,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.