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 Bolivia and from Edmonton.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Andrew Hill to the jazz 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 Cheater Slicks. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cymande record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Intrusion,
Fela Kuti,
Joensuu 1685,
Jawbox,
Talk Talk,
Morten Harket,
Roxette,
Lyres,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Young Rascals,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Peter and Kerry,
Eric Copeland,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Buzzcocks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Martian,
Shuggie Otis,
Marmalade,
Hardrive,
The Fortunes,
Yazoo,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Neu!,
Johnny Clarke,
Charles Mingus,
The Evens,
The Kinks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Chrome,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jacques Brel,
New Age Steppers,
Marc Almond,
Letta Mbulu,
Gong,
Ronnie Foster,
The Count Five,
Sex Pistols,
Bad Manners,
Hashim,
Chris Corsano,
Carl Craig,
The American Breed,
Eurythmics,
cv313,
Underground Resistance,
CMW,
The Slackers,
Pantytec,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Modern Lovers,
Blossom Toes,
Vladislav Delay,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Al Stewart,
The Moody Blues,
Scan 7,
Minor Threat,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.