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 Cape Verde and from Cairo.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Bobby Sherman to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
Agitation Free,
Newcleus,
The Index,
Scientists,
Colin Newman,
Khruangbin,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Depeche Mode,
Adolescents,
Pantaleimon,
The Kinks,
Leonard Cohen,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Neon Judgement,
The Black Dice,
Ten City,
Sällskapet,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Blackbyrds,
Camberwell Now,
Porter Ricks,
Youth Brigade,
Faust,
Rakim,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Tom Boy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mr. Review,
Eli Mardock,
Pagans,
Schoolly D,
The Cramps,
Tubeway Army,
Don Cherry,
The Alarm Clocks,
T.S.O.L.,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Buzzcocks,
The Smiths,
June of 44,
Minny Pops,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Organ,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Misunderstood,
a-ha,
Prince Buster,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Trojans,
The Residents,
Fat Boys,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Siglo XX,
Bobby Sherman,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Erykah Badu,
Avey Tare,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.