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 Brazil and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonny Sharrock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
Chris & Cosey,
The Buckinghams,
Sound Behaviour,
James White and The Blacks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Black Flag,
Wings,
Skarface,
Janne Schatter,
Eve St. Jones,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Index,
Eddi Front,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Avey Tare,
The Pretty Things,
E-Dancer,
Black Pus,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Quadrant,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Donald Byrd,
Erasure,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Black Bananas,
Andrew Hill,
Gerry Rafferty,
Skriet,
Moby Grape,
Hoover,
Theoretical Girls,
The Standells,
Alice Coltrane,
Gang Green,
Sister Nancy,
Electric Prunes,
Oblivians,
Bang On A Can,
L. Decosne,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Nick Fraelich,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Livin' Joy,
Steve Hackett,
Smog,
Sunsets and Hearts,
the Soft Cell,
Sam Rivers,
Jawbox,
Curtis Mayfield,
Mission of Burma,
Black Sheep,
Ossler,
New York Dolls,
Deakin,
The Monochrome Set,
Grey Daturas,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Blake Baxter,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.