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 Cambodia and from Lyon.
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 Delhi and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 These Immortal Souls to the dance 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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moleskins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Aloha Tigers,
Joyce Sims,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Colin Newman,
Minnie Riperton,
Bootsy Collins,
Dennis Brown,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lucky Dragons,
Porter Ricks,
The Seeds,
Harry Pussy,
Infiniti,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Can,
Second Layer,
The Electric Prunes,
The Remains,
Jesper Dahlback,
Oneida,
The Vogues,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
AZ,
Smog,
The Pretty Things,
Mantronix,
The Young Rascals,
Jandek,
Simply Red,
Donald Byrd,
Grandmaster Flash,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Chrome,
Rites of Spring,
Flamin' Groovies,
Fad Gadget,
The New Christs,
Eli Mardock,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Saints,
Popol Vuh,
Leonard Cohen,
The Invisible,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Chris Corsano,
The Five Americans,
Gregory Isaacs,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Connie Case,
Section 25,
Moby Grape,
Brass Construction,
Radiopuhelimet,
Charles Mingus,
Byron Stingily,
Ponytail,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Whodini,
Stiv Bators,
The Gap Band,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.