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 Cuba and from Tokyo.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Chris & Cosey to the funk 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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Ronnie Foster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra Arkestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lyres,
In Retrospect,
Japan,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Cecil Taylor,
Morten Harket,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Drexciya,
Pierre Henry,
David McCallum,
Thompson Twins,
Oblivians,
Theoretical Girls,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Henry Cow,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Marine Girls,
Half Japanese,
T. Rex,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Intrusion,
Surgeon,
Mad Mike,
Absolute Body Control,
Radiohead,
Eve St. Jones,
Kenny Larkin,
Joy Division,
Roxette,
Cal Tjader,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sexual Harrassment,
Thee Headcoats,
Flipper,
Connie Case,
Subhumans,
Junior Murvin,
Radiopuhelimet,
John Lydon,
The Human League,
Kerri Chandler,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gabor Szabo,
Scratch Acid,
Brothers Johnson,
Danielle Patucci,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Little Man,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sun City Girls,
The Fortunes,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bill Wells,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Slick Rick,
The Dead C,
Alice Coltrane,
Soft Cell,
The Young Rascals,
the Fania All-Stars,
Althea and Donna,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.