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 Tanzania and from Accra.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Khruangbin to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Trojans. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Five Americans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terrestrial Tones,
Roxy Music,
The Mojo Men,
The Cramps,
Popol Vuh,
EPMD,
The Dave Clark Five,
Organ,
Groovy Waters,
The Smiths,
The Young Rascals,
Soft Cell,
Flamin' Groovies,
Anakelly,
The Zeros,
Neil Young,
The Trojans,
Max Romeo,
Unrelated Segments,
The Mummies,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Junior Murvin,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Anthony Braxton,
Severed Heads,
Minutemen,
The Divine Comedy,
The Stooges,
These Immortal Souls,
Rufus Thomas,
Lightning Bolt,
The Move,
Dead Boys,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Toasters,
China Crisis,
The Human League,
Nik Kershaw,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ohio Players,
Cheater Slicks,
Scan 7,
Letta Mbulu,
Isaac Hayes,
D'Angelo,
Donald Byrd,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Negative Approach,
Deadbeat,
Juan Atkins,
Sixth Finger,
Scrapy,
Alison Limerick,
Yusef Lateef,
Moby Grape,
Crispy Ambulance,
Colin Newman,
Fluxion,
Q and Not U,
Rosa Yemen,
Yazoo,
Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana.
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.