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 Burkina and from Winnipeg.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Accra.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Robert Wyatt to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
10cc,
Lindisfarne,
Eli Mardock,
DJ Sneak,
Depeche Mode,
Silicon Teens,
Jeff Lynne,
Qualms,
Idris Muhammad,
Neil Young,
Agitation Free,
Sun City Girls,
Porter Ricks,
The Human League,
Siglo XX,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bobbi Humphrey,
Oblivians,
Joy Division,
Marc Almond,
The Angels of Light,
Erykah Badu,
Young Marble Giants,
Wolf Eyes,
Chris & Cosey,
David McCallum,
The Pretty Things,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Swans,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lalann,
PIL,
Robert Wyatt,
Marine Girls,
Lou Reed,
Popol Vuh,
Minor Threat,
The Searchers,
La Düsseldorf,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Judy Mowatt,
Lakeside,
Sister Nancy,
Danielle Patucci,
Jacques Brel,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Banda Bassotti,
Bobby Byrd,
Nik Kershaw,
Sex Pistols,
Warsaw,
Wally Richardson,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Section 25,
Icehouse,
Urselle,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Television,
Negative Approach,
Isaac Hayes,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.