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 Kiribati and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Funky Four + One to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.
All Ice-T tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The New Christs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Fela Kuti,
Stetsasonic,
The Walker Brothers,
Black Moon,
Sonic Youth,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gong,
Max Romeo,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Isaac Hayes,
Marmalade,
The Beau Brummels,
The Blackbyrds,
Rekid,
The Last Poets,
Black Flag,
Mad Mike,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bluetip,
Eric Copeland,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bobby Womack,
Dual Sessions,
Ronan,
Black Sheep,
Cecil Taylor,
Faust,
The Gladiators,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sandy B,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Agent Orange,
Pantytec,
Radiopuhelimet,
Moss Icon,
H. Thieme,
Erykah Badu,
Loose Ends,
Howard Jones,
Camouflage,
Blossom Toes,
Eric Dolphy,
Deadbeat,
Grauzone,
New Order,
The Human League,
Lebanon Hanover,
Roy Ayers,
The Tremeloes,
In Retrospect,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Con Funk Shun,
Wasted Youth,
Robert Hood,
Lungfish,
Pussy Galore,
The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills.
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.