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 Gabon and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 chamberlin 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Barclay James Harvest. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every These Immortal Souls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gabor Szabo,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Patti Smith,
Peter & Gordon,
Erykah Badu,
Eden Ahbez,
kango's stein massive,
Minny Pops,
In Retrospect,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
John Holt,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lalo Schifrin,
Negative Approach,
Roy Ayers,
The Doobie Brothers,
John Foxx,
Bad Manners,
Severed Heads,
The Buckinghams,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Johnny Osbourne,
Wire,
10cc,
Donny Hathaway,
Maurizio,
Sixth Finger,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Connie Case,
Scrapy,
Mission of Burma,
Newcleus,
Scratch Acid,
Das Ding,
Electric Prunes,
The Human League,
Tres Demented,
the Slits,
Cecil Taylor,
Yazoo,
T.S.O.L.,
Jacob Miller,
Crooked Eye,
Drexciya,
Accadde A,
Junior Murvin,
Dual Sessions,
Althea and Donna,
Fat Boys,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Michelle Simonal,
X-101,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Harmonia,
KRS-One,
Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi.
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.