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 China and from Johannesburg.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 organ 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the rock 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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Index,
Angry Samoans,
Youth Brigade,
Cal Tjader,
This Heat,
Jawbox,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Slackers,
Alice Coltrane,
Warren Ellis,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pylon,
Bang On A Can,
Michelle Simonal,
Alison Limerick,
Sonic Youth,
Marc Almond,
Tropical Tobacco,
Pantytec,
The Shadows of Knight,
Jeff Mills,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lalo Schifrin,
Unrelated Segments,
The Walker Brothers,
Bizarre Inc.,
Neil Young,
Grandmaster Flash,
D'Angelo,
Negative Approach,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Goldenarms,
Surgeon,
Toni Rubio,
Idris Muhammad,
Aaron Thompson,
Piero Umiliani,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Das Ding,
Robert Wyatt,
Roxette,
The Knickerbockers,
Gang Green,
E-Dancer,
New Order,
The Zeros,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Marshall Jefferson,
Fela Kuti,
Suburban Knight,
Au Pairs,
Radiohead,
Dead Boys,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Agent Orange,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Harry Pussy,
Nas,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.