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 Honduras and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 chamberlin 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 Blossom Toes to the punk 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All David Axelrod tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tropical Tobacco record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Nick Fraelich,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
kango's stein massive,
Chrome,
The Blackbyrds,
Negative Approach,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Aaron Thompson,
Donald Byrd,
Kerri Chandler,
The Moleskins,
The Wake,
Roxette,
The New Christs,
Spoonie Gee,
The Star Department,
Erasure,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Wally Richardson,
Lakeside,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bobby Byrd,
Saccharine Trust,
K-Klass,
Danielle Patucci,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
David Axelrod,
Amazonics,
Neil Young,
Swans,
The Grass Roots,
Fatback Band,
Sun City Girls,
Blancmange,
Roger Hodgson,
Slave,
Tommy Roe,
The Move,
Oneida,
Sonic Youth,
Country Teasers,
Los Fastidios,
Young Marble Giants,
Drexciya,
Barrington Levy,
The Smiths,
Joey Negro,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Scott Walker,
Ossler,
Motorama,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Animal Collective,
Peter & Gordon,
Franke,
Grandmaster Flash,
Tres Demented,
Yaz,
Flash Fearless,
Gabor Szabo,
Half Japanese,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.