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 Guinea and from Bremen.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Seeds to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Cosmic Jokers. All the underground hits.
All Mr. Review tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Move record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drive Like Jehu,
Silicon Teens,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Marcia Griffiths,
Essential Logic,
Eddi Front,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Whodini,
Lucky Dragons,
Minor Threat,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Desert Stars,
Sound Behaviour,
Crash Course in Science,
The Move,
the Normal,
Hoover,
Model 500,
Derrick Morgan,
Cameo,
Marvin Gaye,
The Count Five,
Adolescents,
Panda Bear,
Lalann,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Con Funk Shun,
Skriet,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Oneida,
Flipper,
Oblivians,
Ituana,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Youth Brigade,
Franke,
Bootsy Collins,
Stiv Bators,
Surgeon,
Eli Mardock,
Wally Richardson,
Cecil Taylor,
Soft Cell,
Sonic Youth,
Cybotron,
Kurtis Blow,
Neil Young,
MC5,
Ornette Coleman,
Motorama,
Urselle,
Fear,
Crooked Eye,
Bad Manners,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pantytec,
Barclay James Harvest,
E-Dancer,
Trumans Water,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.