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 Guatemala and from Milan.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 Ponytail to the funk 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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Model 500 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric B and Rakim 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a EPMD record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantytec,
Interpol,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marcia Griffiths,
Unwound,
Hashim,
Marmalade,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Kinks,
Jacques Brel,
Letta Mbulu,
The Seeds,
One Last Wish,
The Grass Roots,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Echospace,
The Mummies,
Aural Exciters,
Massinfluence,
Lalann,
Agent Orange,
Barrington Levy,
Lightning Bolt,
Ronnie Foster,
Soft Cell,
Hardrive,
Moss Icon,
Crash Course in Science,
H. Thieme,
Marshall Jefferson,
Eddi Front,
New Order,
Scrapy,
Lou Christie,
Arab on Radar,
Arthur Verocai,
Matthew Bourne,
Deepchord,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Von Mondo,
Stiv Bators,
Pole,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Spoonie Gee,
Gabor Szabo,
Jeff Lynne,
Blake Baxter,
Chrome,
kango's stein massive,
Kenny Larkin,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Das Ding,
Slave,
The Cowsills,
Simply Red,
Metal Thangz,
Dual Sessions,
Anthony Braxton,
The Moody Blues,
Sugar Minott,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rhythm & Sound,
Thee Headcoats,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
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.